Текст песни I′ll Still Kill
50 Cent, Akon
[Chorus - Akon]
Ohhh
Don′t even look at me wrong when I come through the ′hood
Ain′t nothin′ changed, still holla at my homies
And when I hit the block, I still will kill
And I don′t want, nigga but I will
If I got to, kill
If niggas get to fu*kin′ around, if niggas get to fu*kin′ around
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Respect come from admiration and fear
You can admire if you can catch one in ya wig
You see the Testarosa the toaster′s right on my lap
So if a nigga get out of line a nigga get clapped
I got an arsenal a infantry, I′m built for this mentally
That′s why I′m the general, I do what they pretend to do
Front on me now nigga I′ll be the end of you
Forget ya enemies and think of what′cha friends′ll do
I drop a bag off, then let a mag off
The Heckler & Koch′ll tear half of ya ass off
I′m not for the games I′m not for all the playin′
The hollow tips rain, when I unleash the pain
Get the message from the lions or get the message from the nine
Paint a picture wit′ words, you can see when I shine
Put my back on the wall nigga watch me go for mine
I let twenty-one shots off at the same time, yeah
[Chorus - Akon]
[Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
Where I′m from death is always in the air homie
Nanna love me so you know she say my prauers for me
I come creepin′ through in the ′hood wearin′ teflon
Hit the corners muthafu*kas get left on
Niggas know, if not they better check my background
Try and stick me I fill ya back wit′ mac rounds
Ask ′Preme nigga 50 don′t back down
I keep it funky like fiends in a crack house
Cross the line boy I′mma air ya ass out
Screw ya face at me I wan′ know what that′s ′bout
Nigga I know you ain′t mad I done came up
And if you are, fu*k you ′cause I ain′t change up
The O.G.′s wanna talk but I don′t know these niggas
And I ain′t did no business wit′ ′em I don′t owe these niggas
A minute of my time, I get it ′cause I grind
All across the world like the globe′s mine, yeah!
[Chorus - Akon]
[Verse 3 - Akon]
Konvict
Now tell me have you ever looked up at an instance
And seen a mac aimin′ at′cha head mayne?
Before you know it life is flashin′ reminiscin′
And ya body is drippin′ and full of lead mayne
I done been there, I done cocked that
It ain′t never been a question I′m ′bout that
Don′t go there, ya can cock that
And if ya plan to fu*k around then reroute that
You never catch me ridin′ around on these streets
Without a couple metal pieces under my feet
Fully automatic weapons and loaded wit′ dumb-d′s
Stashed up under the carpet like a can of Seabreeze
50 don′t make me ride on these niggas
′Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggas
50 don′t make me ride on these niggas
′Cause I′ll be long gone like the Ripper, so
[Chorus - Akon]
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