DJ Paul King Of Kings Lyrics
[DJ Paul talking]
It is I my son, the king of the m____fuckin M
Awakened by all you hatin a__ hoes, ya b____ you
And it's going m____fuckin down
For all you m____fuckin wannabe Hypnotize Camp Posse azz n____s
Who we got in this m____fucka, n____ count em out
[Crunchy Blac]
Crunchy Blac up in this b____, my n____ Juice
[Lord Infamous]
Lord Soze
[DJ Paul]:
Louder n____ let em know!
[La Chat]:
I'm pull the trigga n____ b____, it's [La Chat] hoe
[Frayser Boy]
Yeah you got Frayser Boy in this m____fucka
Bout to ride on one of you b____-made n____s
[DJ Paul]
And ya boy DJ m____fuckin Paul
Like thiiiiiiiis
[Lord Infamous]
n____ get all ya boys, tell em bring all they guns
And being ya'll some hoes I get the heater when you come
When I dump to hit your pressure point with .44 slugs
All this medicine, a felon is committed by this thug
Head bust, they took ya in mood, huh
Cuz we'll rip you for whatever and leave ya skull f___ed up
Pop some double bucks
To ya nuts
Cough em up
s___
Drop the meat up
Then I call em triple six guts
[La Chat]
Who run, I know you know
Quit playin, you d___ed hoe
La Chat, can't take no mo
We brangin it to the dome
I got the tec-9, four-five, can't forget the AK
Finna take you to the streets, blow you b____es clean away
Mayne I'm sick and tired of you talking
I'm open with my dog and
Is it true that I will be stalkin
And punkin b____es walkin
Hope you n____s paying attention to everything I mention
s___ I'm full up on that tension
I'm goin on a mission
[Juicy J]
Now sippin on some gin and some mo (some mo)
Watchin n____s in the room snortin blow (snortin blow)
They got weed, and it's already rolled (ready rolled)
Quick babies in that doe (that doe)
Now I'm so f___in buzzed bout to faint (bout to faint)
Sittin back watch R Kelly tapes (Kelly's tapes)
E'rtime you see a playa I be high (I be high)
So come and get a lil piece of a n____ pie
[Frayser Boy]
I'm a schizophrenic
Don't you panic
You can't handle it
So god dammit
You can't stand it
Leave you stranded
Push over n____, you been banded
I been blazin
You are facin
f___in killers in yo place and
Heart is pacin
Ya'll be racin
Bout to catch another case and
Killer n____
Driller n____
Kill a n____
Feel me n____
I don't give a f___ bout what you sayin, I'm the illest n____
Pistol mother
Drama lover
Pop a sucka
m_________a
Like no other
I'm a lethal weapon like a Danny Glover
[Crunchy Blac]
n____ lemme tell you my specialty
My specialty is getting you n____
Lock and load wit that gun pullin the trigga
How the f___ you figure
That a n____ ain't robbin you n____s
When I'm out her trying to get like Jigga
Dippa yo body up when I kill you n____
Shouldn't have talked that s___ cuz I'm pullin triggas
How the f___ ya'll n____s wanna go to war
When ya'll ain't bad enough for us boys
[DJ Paul]
See I'm the king of kings, Scarecrow's the lord of lords
And f___in up with my kin is something you can't afford
Tryin to compete with Hypnotize man I wouldn't even try that
My lil keys cost seventy g's n____ can you buy that
You wonderin why I had the for sale sign in the yard
n____ I sold my crib, my new house cost one million
And this some king s___, MTV crib s___
You mouth is up you startin to drool u need a bib b____
Before you diss me n____ turn your pockets inside out
Or clean your shoes and your pants, break some starch right out
Cuz I'm the K-O-M, you wishin you wuz down with this click
But you chose otherwise so you a clown to this click
And in the streets n____ you get nothing but frowns from this click
And we done covered all sides of this country lil b____
So if you ever get a chance to get inside the Source yeah right
You'll be like my n____ Nas and all you'll have is one mic (all I need is one mic)
[DJ Paul talking]
Yeah this for all you m____fuckin hoes
If you ever wanna know the m____fuckin truth
It's in yo face, b____
Trying to use our m____fuckin name to come up
You aint m____fuckin Hypnotize Minds you b____, you n____
And don't be trying to memorize the faces on the m____fuckin videos
Cuz them ain't the n____s that's gone come to your m____fuckin den n____
Where my m____fuckin killas at n____
Yeah n____, where they at!
[Crunchy Blac]
Yeah Crunchy Blac up in this b____
For all you n____s that said I can't rap
n____ I don't rap anyways, n____ I rob
[DJ Paul]
Yeah b____ a__ n____
b____-made hoes
[La Chat]
Hypnotize Camp
d___ ridin b____es
And n____ f___ ya'll b____es
[DJ Paul]
And for all you hoes we'll stomp you m____fuckas short n____
Couldn't handle the heat get the f___ up out the kitchen type n____s
s___ get thicker for a weak n____ hoe
{*talking and yelling till end*}
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