Stone Kold Killa lyrics (Lyrics)
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Album:Q Strange Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Im a make a club track cuz the people love that
Naw fuck that, Im a keep it all where my loves at
I step up in the club, even Puff starts ta jump
Cuz I buck from the booth wit a rifle Im a sniper
On the dance floor throwin bows in your grill
At the bar in your drink got dissolved little pills
In the VIP where they poppin that Cris
Wit my fists around the magnum I crack em, I slap em
Bouncers runnin up lookin bigger than Chewbacca
Sprayin me wit mace I eat that shit like binaca
Punchin people out wit brass knuckles on each fist
Throw em down a club, watch em cook like a deep dish
And peep this why dem kids sellin them rolls
Take all they loot, and extort they hoes
When Im up in the club man I just dont play
Even Ludacris said move get out the way
[Chorus: x2]
Stone Kold Killa
Stone Kold Killa
I dont give a
Motherfuck about anyone
[Verse 2]
Kickin in doors, yellin get on the floor
Ima sto ne kold killa and Im ready for more
Duck tape ya mother to a chair rape her wit a plunger
All because Im just a ruthless motherfucker
You so funny man Ill do it for cheap
Naw Ill do it for free I just need some fresh meat
I got peoples heads in my closet and they rotten
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Sometimes I takeem out when I wanna make out
I abduct young hoes, tieem up in the woods
Or sometimes I let em run cuz its even more fun
Gotta gun but I only use that shit for pistol whippin
I got more creative type ways of kold killin
Im lost in my demented thoughts and
Im on Stone Cold and Steve Austin
Im forcing my way into the game
Kickin much ass and takin names
Youll never be the same once youve heard Q Strange, Ima
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I took Freddys glove and I stabbed him in the chest wit it
Took Jasons machete and I stabbed him in the neck wit it
Took Michael Myers mask rocked it to the mall
I let my little boy play wit that chucky doll
Even Stephen King read my lyrics are bugged
Im the next Bundy I aint talkin bout Bud
I love what I do, there aint no signs of stoppin
Im stoppin over half dead cops I shot dead
Im hot than, Im illmortalized here forever
A Stone Kold Killa and Im just too clever
Aint got the cheddar but I got somethin better
The fact that you cant fuck with me naw never
Sever limbs from torsos, head from necks
Im foaming out the mouth barkin at DMX
[Chorus x2]
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