Killen Em Cuzzy

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Original Slauson Cuzzy Capone You are now welcome to the thunder dome, nigga Ayy, fresh out the oven [Verse 1] It's Hell round here, my block is bakin' Young cuz sittin' on the curb with Satan Kush by the bricks, real cash I'm makin' Dreadlock wig lookin' like a Jamaican Real hood nigga here stunin' with the Cartiers Hundred hoes thank Jesus Christ 'cause he brought 'em here Lotta niggas say a lot of shit but I never cared Death knockin' all the time, young cuz never there Haagen-Dazs CL stunin' with the cat mouth Mandalay Bay, cheddar boy with the cash out Livin' life like I'm walkin' on my last route Waitin' on this bitch to pop a pill and then pass out Whole baller suite, hoe frontin' with her ass out Playin' with the Crip like I won't blow her back out Cuz Holiday, put her to bed and lash out I-15, headed back to the crackhouse [Chorus] You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) [Verse 2] Young cuz, Slauson, Hyde Park, cocked mine In the land where they walk up or drive-by Leave niggas laid out we pop guys You don't want to squabble with nigga's arms like Popeyes You ain't heartfelt you ain't passionate like my guys Shed a tear drop fifty bricks on a fly buy Come back get Saddle Ranch off of my ties Get shot, keep banging, really live nine lives I'm in the cut, chrome desi with the grind eyes Sitting in the spot counting money tryna buy time Praying to the Lord 'till it's my time So when my box close young Cuz still shine Until the cops close, sell a nigga coke lines I believe in the drugs I even got dope rhymes My flow kill on some trench coat columbine Crenshaw, holla 'bout the kid, he ain't hard to find [Chorus] You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) [Verse 3] Since [?] cornbread I ain't never trust feds Grab heat, bust first, so yo ass dead Killa Cal, where every bitch got the best head Wear the wrong colour have you sleeping on your death bed Nowadays niggas dance they don't rep sets It all go back to what Big Peek and Slept said 'Grind hard, never worry what the next did Suck it up tough love this is where the best bled' Lil' [?] in the hood is a landmark The 'K blast niggas duck walking the Jam rock Where niggas sit up in the bush with they hand cocked Starving for the green y'all niggas is hand hawks You can hear the real heavy metal when the guns rock I threw a show in front of your nigga's crack spots Act like a broad and you can get a back shot Real life movie shit minus the backdrops [Chorus] You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Slow down, baby) You killin' 'em Cuzzy (Yeah, slow down, baby)