Ooh Kill ’Em lyrics

[Skit: Maleek]
Get it right Terio
Ooh, ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em, ooh

[Intro: Meek Mill]
You ready? You ready?
I don't think they is

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move they lips
I spit crack for my n*ggas that be moving bricks
With they exclusive b*tch
Sippin' on Amaretto when she loose and sh*t
n*ggas sleeping on me then I Freddy Krueger sh*t
With a few Philly n*ggas that be shootin' sh*t
I'm like Dre, I wish I had my n*gga Snupe for this
Oh, I grew up, I screw up a oz of crack
Then I blew up they knew us before all this rap
I maneuvered with shooters
You f*ck around with me, get smoked like a hookah
My ruger go booyah, I do it for the streets
You do it for the n*gga with the backpack
I do it for the n*ggas on the corner
Tryna make a meal ticket with a crack pack
Hold up wait a minute let me back track
Hov gave you 24, let you have that
Man you claiming you the king of New York
What the f*ck wrong with you n*gga, step back
Hundred shots, aim straight at your snap cap
Everybody want the crown so I snatch that
Heard your gun go doo-doo-dooo-dooo
Well my gun go blat-blat-blat-blat-blat
What the f*ck I gotta whisper to n*ggas
To earn my respect just to get to these n*ggas
Go Ether, Takeover or Jigga on n*ggas
Or really go 2Pac and Biggie on n*ggas
What the f*ck wrong with him
Like really I'm sick of you n*ggas
You've been in the game like a year and some change
And you feeling yourself so I'm killing these n*ggas like...
[Bridge: Meek Mill]
(H-h-h-hold up, wait)
Let the beat come back and the streets come back
n*ggas on the west tryna make the east come back
Make me grow these nappy braids, make the beast come back like
(H-h-h-hold up, wait)
And a n*gga f*ck around get the R.I.C.O Act
Shoot shoot, and one, where my free throw at?
And my lil' n*gga Bobby can't eat those flats
Like ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em
Ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
They know Meek Milly, I barely went gold
But Meek Milly look like he sold two million
All this new money I'm getting my n*gga
I swear I don't know what to do with it
Yeah it's Meek Milly, I'm bombing on rappers
I really don't give a f*ck who with 'em
Pair with a n*gga like me one time, like me one time
And ya'll forgot about me
Acting like I don't really want mine
What the f*ck wrong with em
Know how we feeling, let me get back to it
Terio like ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em
Ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em, ooh