Lyrical Breakdown of Kill It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Yeah
Yeah
Kill it (it's Dolph)
R.I.P.
Everything murdered on site
Everything that I do, you know I gotta kill it
If that pussy good bitch, you know I gotta kill it
She asked could I get her hair done, I said, "Bitch I ain't trippin"
Every time I breathe on the beat, nigga, you know I gotta kill it
Kill it, kill it, everything I do, I kill it
Got a man that's with yo' bitch from the back, nigga you know I killed it
Kill it, kill it, everything I do, I kill it
Chick got a 30 pack of killer, you know I'm 'bout to kill it
It's Tim motherfuckin' Gates, baby
It ain't no secret why these lil' niggas hating, baby
I'm killin' pussy and I ain't caught a case lately
And let 'em swallow all my kids like I hate babies
Damn, I could have opened up a day care, and stay there
Where I'm from, we never learn how to play fair
Got wisdom like a old man, surprised I ain't got gray hair
While these niggas, yeah, they lift up
But trust me they just gay faces
I'm-I'm-I'm a fool, yeah, it's true, I'm guilty and I am that dude
There's so many hoes, I can open up my own girl school
Ha-ha, and I'm the dean, the faculty, yeah, I jug that
Say what they want, but I bet they tell you I kill that
Everything that I do, know I gotta kill it
If that pussy good bitch, you know I gotta kill it
She asked could I get her hair done, I said, "Bitch I ain't trippin"
Every time I breathe on the beat, nigga you know I gotta kill it
Kill it, kill it, everything I do, I kill it
Got a man that's with yo' bitch from the back, nigga you know I killed it
Kill it, kill it, everything I do, I kill it
Chick got a 30 pack of killer, you know I'm 'bout to kill it
AK-47, I'm killin' errthing
Turn-turn the bizz strong to a fuckin' empire
15 years old, I found out Mary Jane was my secret admirer
If it ain't about money, man I don't feel it
Every time I call your bitch, she relapse
I ain't got a 10, we meet up at the hill
She pop a bottle with me then I give her the business
Said she a dog girl so I killed it
Killed it then peeled off
Now you got the wrong nigga bruh
Never cookin' hard, never sold soft
But-but-but I just got a 30-pack of treks bruh
This that good shit so I got it tached bruh
But anyway I'm killin' shit, that's the facts brah
I'm from Castello, that's a million dollar track, brah!
Everything that I do, you know I gotta kill it
If that pussy good bitch, you know I gotta kill it
She asked could I get her hair done, I said, "Bitch I ain't trippin"
Every time I breathe on the beat, nigga you know I gotta kill it
Kill it, kill it, everything I do, I kill it
Got a man that's with yo bitch from the back, nigga you know I killed it
Kill it, kill it, everything I do, I kill it
Chick got a 30 pack of killer, you know I'm 'bout to kill it