(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
I hope his ass don't believe that rumor
I heard he was a snake, I wish I found out sooner
He left his killers, but I stayed and groomed 'em
But I hope he don't listen to that rumor
I turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
I gave you all I had and you just did me wrong
I can't fuck with these hoes, they only like my songs
You know we keep that Henny in the styrofoam
And free my nigga Trell, I swear he bomin' home
Locked up inside the cage, but it won't be for long
These niggas talkin' shit, ain't put they people on
You know what time it is, you know we equal, dawg
I thought you was gon' ride, but baby, not at all
I can't believe what you had did
You really scarred a nigga, hurt me to my ribs
The way I am, the way I feel
Like it ain't too many that can keep it real
I'm with the gang, they're used to pain
This .40 can't help you, you need Novocaine
Who ridin' for me? I don't even know
One day it all gon' show
I hope his ass don't believe that rumor
I heard he was a snake, I wish I found out sooner
He left his killers, but I stayed and groomed 'em
But I hope he don't listen to that rumor
I turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Ooh, this shit not right, fucked around and missed my flight
I went to Tootsie's twice, like I ain't have no wife
Opps said I'm ridin' 'round, they say I'ma die tonight
They tryna put me down, I gotta keep my pipe
But I gotta see better days, get a big check, gotta elevate
Had to throw my cup away, everyday I was sippin' on a cup of eight
Niggas wasn't with me from the start, niggas left me when it got hard
And I had my bro with me, but he caught a body and he got charged
He a killer, oh, pitiful, oh
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Asked the streets could it be my Valentine, but they tired of dyin'
They been killers since '99, oh, oh, they tired of cryin'
I just wanna hit that road, I'm tired of flyin'
Tryna file your friends' kids, oh, make tax a crime
Umbrella-ella-ella-ella, ayy
He a killer, killer, killer, killer, ayy
Committin' crimes
I hope his ass don't believe that rumor
I heard he was a snake, I wish I found out sooner
He left his killers, but I stayed and groomed 'em
But I hope he don't listen to that rumor
I turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
Turned him to a killer, oh-oh
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
compositores: Darrel Gregory Jackson, Durk Banks, Jamell Demons
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