Killaz Outta Frayser lyrics

[Hook: (Kill-killers outta Frayser that's ? x4
Buster hoe, buckle up x4) x2

Drop him- drop him dead on that back and put that pistol in his mouth
Now that's what I'm talkin bout
Now that's what I'm talkin bout] x2

[Verse 1]:
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? and my cousin go to chevy thang
Evergreen, murder scene
Heard a ding bring, drop off any buster with my motherf*cking thang when I stang
b*tch you ? reaper and our robberies doing more dirty ?
I know b*tch you better proceed, cause I'm in need of cheese please b*tch
Do it with ?
Hollow point tips in my clip when they rip to your hip tightly held by the wood grain grip
Pretty got a Smith and Wesson teach a lesson with a deadly ? take you on a robbery trip
n*ggas getting robbed and jacked, bodies been had throat slit
Automatic for this status 17 shots from a motherf*cking Glock, knock knock b*tch
Robbery is the choice, it's the voice of a North Memphis robber b*tch
Body of a victim in a body bag, family sad cause I stick them quick
You don't wanna be the robber cause you say it ain't no three
When I rob with them Glocks on them kilos and boxes I'll show your ass out, ready to get your cap peeled
Sirens of them po-pos them slow hoes we gag those
'nother Michigan plate robbing b*tches so sweet
Still ready to creep through the streets on the go
Day another dollar grab a b*tch by his collar
A handful of stash cash meeting up Dividend
Choke him and break him, smoke him and take him out
Evergreen's tryna rid the motherf*cking-
[Hook: (Killaz outta Frayser that's ? x4
Buster hoe x4, Buster hoe buckle up x2)

Killaz outta Frayser that's ? x2

Drop him dead, drop him dead on that back and put that pistol in his mouth
Now that's what I'm talkin bout
Now that's what I'm talkin bout]

[Verse 2]:
No reason why we try to make that cash in advance
A man's perfect plan when his deadly ? the ambulance
Steady petty cheese witching these bring you bigger bucks
Growing flowing from the stang
Taking from you corny ducks
Boo hoo what you do-hoo when you victimized by the clip
Show your ass, flash your cash, pimping we gon' watch them slip
Staying krunk from the blunts, chiefing creeping to the spot
G and me and Dividends gon' triple S we make you hot
Smoked out loc'd in the alley with them Glocks c*cked
Serving splurging player haters making b*tches' body drop
Ana and the holy dope together make me wanna clown
Redrum on my mind but first we just gon' lay em down
Hitting on that dope, as we grab the masks so quickly
Gloves and a black coat, now you know it's on, G
Gold and Notorious now what's up with it player
Splurge, I heard them f*cking killers outta Frayser
[Hook: (Killers outta Frayser that's ? x4
Buster hoe, buckle up x4) x2

Drop him dead, drop him dead on that back and put that pistol in his mouth
Now that's what I'm talkin bout
Now that's what I'm talkin bout]

[Verse 3]:
Clicking back the ninas and the 45s never making a sound as we creeping up from behind
Caught you funky b*tches out here slipping on the trizzack
Now lay down all your profits hold that quarter pound and all your crack
Trifling ass n*ggas how you figure you could not be touched
You dropped off what we wanted and the hollow tips and stanky mush
See your ass in hell cause you fell ? you tested the game
Sissy b*tch ass motherf*cker burnt by the Frayser flame
Bloody murder, bloody crime seeping out my wicked mind
Notorious to scandalous to criminal you recognize
b*tch when does this end, I-N-D take your soul
P-O-P, I-N-D clip it's the Gangsta Gold
MC Money robbing mobbing b*tches and we on the creep
Deep for the nine five and hoe you bet not go to sleep
Your dollar signs caught our eyes we rob you for your cash hoe
? then I spend, now we in the wind hoe

[Outro]:
Yeah, real motherf*cking killers out the heart of Frayser
Taking no shortage, no motherf*cking losses
And making all you hoes drop it off when you get caught slipping
And for you hoes who don't know what time it is
Watch your motherf*cking back for the motherf*cking demons out to get all you got
Even if it means your life and soul
[Hook: (Killers outta Frayser that's ? x4
Buster hoe, buckle up x4) x2

Drop him- drop him dead on that back and put that pistol in his mouth
Now that's what I'm talkin bout
Now that's what I'm talkin bout] x4