Z-Ro City Of Killers Lyrics

[Bam]
Trying to feel my inside soul, cause a angel told me its cold
But ain't no way I can fold, with a pair of nuts this d___ swoll
Cause where a n____ was raised, don't nobody play games
Its like your life is a sweet, and reality's the flame
So why the f___ you trying to torture, with that dip in the middle
It's like I'm swallowing mighty bites, while you be nibbling on skittles
Cause this city we in, it ain't no such thing as friends
And once it comes down to paper, you down to b__p off your kin
You think I'm lying, what thoughts be in my head as I walk around
So now you know when you see me, why my face is quick to chalk a frown
Cause I don't trust nobody, nope not a god d___ soul
So now you know I'm a hog, from high to a deep level of cold
Thinking why n____s let me broke, in this city of Houston
But ain't no stopping Bam, I'ma keep my ego to boosting
Cause I got a bunch of fans that love me, and b____es that jock
I got killas in my click, and I keep thugs on my block

[Hook 1 - 2x]
I'm just letting you know don't test me, I'm with my chrome
I'm still in my ghetto peel, I'm more than your average n____
From that Maab, lookin out the house with a bed with a bullet in the way
That click your spine and now you crying, cause you realize
That your d___, can't even get hard

[Trae]
Who the hell could it be, peeping on me
T to the R to the m_________ing A-E
Killas that's like mad trucks with a bust, better duck
Who the f___ running up so n____ what, 'fore I leave my star full of that heat
Gotta watch my back, 'fore I be alone
That s___ is gon fall, and the while back me up
To the sides shapey grin, gotta know get enough for them
That T to the E to the E to the A
Its going down South Klique, what you wanna do
b____ throwing up my set, infrareds to your chest with a mess
Now stop you drop, like sweat it out my face
What killas want right behind me, (I think you lying) so try me
These hater-fied n____s don't play
Cut in all my killas, till the day I'm dead and deceased
It'll be, us n____s out Houston won't ever fade
What I'm all about, hoping with open kicking eyes open, peeping
I gotta be scopeing better keep wishing, G's on these streets be low
Till the point of my life I can't go, got hatred not cause a hoe
K-I double L-A-K-L-A-N to the B to the A to the M, gotta represent
Never know with a lifestyle, with a five dolla with a mile
Gotta get my life be twisting thoughts, a thought in the vault
You can't forget and you feel the anger, with one in the chamber
Grill in the back, but its your, me and T.A.Z. on the regular
My K, fives don't give a d___ to hustle so
Can't change on my feet to the dip, dropping tops
Till the playa get a hit, to the drink to the brain get me crunk
Get a boost can't tougher s___, city of killas and it get loose

[Hook 2]
f___ around and pull out my AK, and bust yo a__ in the head
I'm trying to leave you dead, with an infrared
I never be giving a f___ aboooout, you
It got me going me crazy, got a n____ going crazy
Got me going crazy, crazy

[T.A.Z.]
T.A.Z. the all mighty devil, specialize in the methods of torture
So stepping without a weapon's not a good idea, just thought I'd warn you
I'm not your average n____ I'm a Guerilla, just look at the frown on face
Running with the pack, ready to attack
f___ed up, and get your whole crew erased
If you think I'm playing, come test me
Better catch me slipping, to get the best of me
Deadly, when me toss this K to you
Focused and keep my aim steady, cause its serious
And I run with killas, dealas and guerillas coming to get you
Better make a move fast, when I blast
With no feelings, with a firm grip on my trigga
Open fire with no hesitation, infiltrating start eliminating
Your troops execution style, leaving em face down on the pavement
A career with them here, look em up and let's see who's the boss
Watching it get raw, coming home with three hitter quitters
That'll beat you up from the back gone, making n____s mind
Representing Guerilla Maab to the fullest, let me pull it
To the made a mistake, and try to give me a break
And then use it when you pull it, in the city of killas
Only the tough and the strong and those who have hearts survive
Guerilla Maab's on the rise, n____

[Hook 1 - 2x]

[Z-Ro]
Got my glock 44, and I think to myself
A murdering, I'm gon grow
But I got the fever, for the favor of a big pocket
And a blue white, come with the look so sneaky
I major in at 175 pounds, ?then I'm gone in a few minutes?
Around when I come around, in red Chucks
But a n____ can't even see me or hear me, fear me
When I'm in a zone of depression, gotta get a crib
Gotta get a Lac, but I can't get a job
But I really gotta get a weapon, then I be stepping
Really be stepping, and a m_________er temper
Start motivation draining, really b__ping the fat
And your s___'ll get up out your purse
Everything I see, I'm claiming as mine
With a m_________ing nine, you don't give and dump
n____ we got good skills, and running endo in
You don't wanna meet that E, really beat your feet
Cause I don't hesitate, to pull a tre-8 to the chest plate
Then I want a rake to scrape the plate, with a mouth full of diamonds
And the fifth wheel, be steady reclining
Cause I got ends on a All Star Lex at first
84's and boulder blocks, elbows shining
Charging don't give it up, what it takes don't never retire
Gotta get the glock, cause I gotta be making my money
By robbing and stealing, drug dealing try to make a million
And plus thinking bout feddy, and running my city
In the city of killers

[Hook 1 - 2x]

[Hook 2]