Killa City ain't the future?
Bitch you
Imma cop a thang
Longer than a ruler ruler
Killa City ruler

Killa City ain't the future?
Bitch you dumb
I'mma cop a thang
Longer than a ruler
Got bullets that'll stick like some gum
No beam needed
Shoot straight
I don't need no drum
Honestly
If you gotta shoot the whole clip
Then you done
Now I got you looking dumb
Don't make me hit you in the lip
Like money made me do it
Aye bitch
You ain't hip?
I be getting to it
Cause I like my chicken strips
Thicker than yo mommas ass
While she on her hands and knees
Don't let me tear you down
I'll have yo ass speaking Portuguese
Aye
But it's gonna clear up
In the streets it be cold
Baby girl gear up
These bitches be bold
But hide they fear up
Slap this Rolette
It'll tear yo ears up
Baby

It's Khristmas Part 2
Aye
I like to get to the loot
Aye
And I can't be no fool
Baby
I got this tool
Gang gang
I might spin the block too
Hop out
Just might leave yo shit black and blue
Bang Out
But I won't get caught on the news
I know you mad
But it's Khristmas Part 2

Fuck the bullshit
I came to tear the city down
I had to hop on the track
Just to bring the city 'round
And I put us on the map
I ain't even from the 40s
But I'm from the East
And we all go retarded

I put Big Fai in the booth with me
We used to sleep in the hoop ditty
And if I run down on some niggas
Bet he shoot with me
Got a white bitch at the house
I never leave the crib empty
Can'y nobody touch base with me
Been dug all the bones out my closet
That shit was filthy
I blow down just about a quarter ounce
Bad bitches
Smoke em out
Ugly bitches gotta bounce
I like to get money with my family
Playboy bunny keep the blammy
I hope you bitches understand me
Ya'll want my attention?
Start spamming
Cause when we blow up
I bet I get C Bennett to put it on camera

It's Khristmas Part 2
Aye
I like to get to the loot
Aye
And I can't be no fool
Baby
I got this tool
Gang gang
I might spin the block too
Hop out
Just might leave yo shit black and blue
Bang Out (Fuckin duh)
But I won't get caught on the news
I know you mad
But it's Khristmas Part 2

Don't fake the fonk
You better get right
I left tire marks
At a red light
I do this for my momma
Rest up my queen
After she was gone
I was drinking any and everything
This for Layali
So don't even try me
I'll be piling up bodies
Like I think I'm playing zombies
Pillow talk don't even fucking harm me
I don't need no fucking army
Bet that must be alarming

That was hard