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Kill Sumn Lyrics

Album Name : Free Young Buck
Release Date : 2012-10-31
Song Duration : 3:57

Young Buck Kill Sumn


I wake up trying to kill sumn
Trap hard, trying to kill sumn
They talk shit and they hate me
But they ain't satisfied till I kill sumn
Strap up and I kill sumn
I stunt hard I kill sumn
Ain't worried about these f..ck boys
You pussy niggas won't kill me
Them bad bitches gon' kill sumn
Cash Field niggas gon' kill sumn
Them real n..ers gon' kill sumn
M town gon' kill sumn
Them street niggas gon' kill sumn
A-town gon' kill sumn
Them n..ers locked up killing sumn
You f..ck n..ers won't kill nothin'

F..cked up with this phone call I just got
I'm bout to leave my nephew just got killed
And them pussy niggas ain't 'bout to breathe
Riding through a nigga blindly now shots niggas shells
everywhere
Everything come till I get through this is true I don't
play
Never knew that them young bucks is gonna do that
They should be asking where school at
But they asking where you at
And they ain't care about who's that
Who's there and who's strap
Who kill and who trap this RIP nigga listen

I wake up trying to kill sumn
Trap hard, trying to kill sumn
They talk shit and they hate me
But they ain't satisfied till I kill sumn
Strap up and I kill sumn
I stunt hard I kill sumn
Ain't worried about these f..ck boys
You pussy niggas won't kill me
Them bad bitches gon' kill sumn
New Orleons niggas gon' kill sumn
Them real n..ers gon' kill sumn
Miami niggas gon' kill sumn
Them street niggas gon' kill sumn
Kentucky niggas gon' kill sumn
Them n..ers locked up killing sumn
Chicago niggas killing sumn

My niggas neighbour a killer I don't trust him though
but we cool
Had to just tell 'em we in the 2000 this ain't no 72
Got out the pen thinking this pack win n..ers went
broke and go jack me
It was all by using them straps then that's all by
getting that pack in
Real n..ers what's happening f..ck n..ers don't want
no action
I don't show no hold no passion I just f..ck that holy
laugh in
That's drama boy got a drum clip and nigga that don't
see me blastin
In the middle of the street like get out and come on
Put me in nigga six feet down under

I wake up trying to kill sumn
Trap hard, trying to kill sumn
They talk shit and they hate me
But they ain't satisfied till I kill sumn
Strap up and I kill sumn
I stunt hard I kill sumn
Ain't worried about these f..ck boys
You pussy niggas won't kill me
Them bad bitches gon' kill sumn
Carolina niggas gon' kill sumn
Them real n..ers gon' kill sumn
Ohio niggas gon' kill sumn
Them street niggas gon' kill sumn
LA niggas gon' kill sumn
Them n..ers locked up killing sumn
New York niggas they killing sumn

Ah man salute New York city ma' nigga
If you all killing sumn
It ain't just about picking up no pistol neither
You pulling up on me bitch and a nigga hating
But you getting money you killing nigga
Small towns they killin' sumn
Big cities they killing sumn
My whole clip ain't killing sumn
And you f..ck n..ers ain't killing nothing

I wake up trying to kill sumn
Trap hard, trying to kill sumn
They talk shit and they hate me
But they ain't satisfied till I kill sumn
Strap up and I kill sumn
I stunt hard I kill sumn
Ain't worried about these f..ck boys
You pussy niggas won't kill me
Them bad bitches gon' kill sumn
Cash Field niggas gon' kill sumn
Them real n..ers gon' kill sumn
M town gon' kill sumn
Them street niggas gon' kill sumn
A-town gon' kill sumn
Them n..ers locked up killing sumn
You f..ck n..ers won't kill nothin'



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