Текст (слова) песни: Tru - Eyes of a Killa

[c-murder]

As I wake up and look into the motherfucking mirror

I realize Im staring into the eyes of a killer

C-murder who I be, tru be my click

My minds on killing but in the process Im getting rich

As I walk out the crackhouse strapped

With my bulletproof vest cause I cant live with no bullets up in my chest

Im a soldier, bitch I told ya

With a shot from the calliop to the magnolia

Cause its a known fact that I sell crack

You fuck with me Ill smoke your ass like cuz smoked this track

Beeper blowin I gots to apprehend my drug money

But I see popos in the car and commence to running

This cuz I knew keeps his rocks up in a skittles bag

Nigga Ill be a little late but have my cash

Jumped in the caddilac and hit i-10

Got on the mobile lemme see which hoe Im gonna go up in

Cocked my weapon cause I aint got no time for no bullshit

Ready to kill one of these hoes jealous ass boyfriend

Nigga, dont hate me cause Im getting head while Im smoking weed

And when Im done Ill fix a sandwich and Im outie g

? ? ? ? ? ? I aint workin with it all

I blame that shit on spending half of my life behind bars

The fedz talkin bout, no limit full of drug dealers

But homocide know c-murder is a born killer

Chorus

They say Im a drug dealer

But look into the eyes of this motherfucking killer x2

My mind playin tricks cause um, I think some dope missing

Time to check my crackhouse cause something fishy

And I aint taking no shorts nigga ask silkk

Im known to fold a nigga head like a fuckin quilt

Call bye cause I smell a fuckin murder coming

No limit soldiers bout to have this fuckin party jumping

Infared on aks for a better aim

T-shirt, bulletproof vest cause, uh, bullets gots no name

Cause six deep is how we mob

Time for a 187, a motherfucking homocide

They put another x up on my tatooes

Laughing as another nigga sing the blues

Like frank nino, I feel funeral homes make a nigga wish they kept thier

Motherfuckin ass home

You can take me to jail bitch, but thats dumb

Cause the witness will never make it to the motherfucking courtroom

Im legendary ask them hoes, see, they be loving

Im not 2pac but uh, Ill still be thugging

Cause dope, pussy and money is what I live for

Besides my family, thats something Ill kill for

Disrespect my click, and you will feel a

Blast from this motherfucking natural born killa

Chorus x4

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» Tru - Stay Real
» Tru - Anything Goes
» Tru - Little Slut
» Tru - Eyes of a Killa
» Tru - R.I.P. Kevin
» Tru - Fuck That Shit
» Tru - Stay Real
» Tru - We Riders
» Tru - Christmas in the Ghetto 12"
» Tru - That`s How We Break Bread
» Tru - Freak Hoes
» Tru - Another Day, Another Dollar
» Tru - Final Ride
» Tru - Tru the Begining
» Tru - Intro
» Tru - No Limit Army
» Tru - Keep it All Good
» Tru - No Limit Soldiers
» Tru - The Lord is Testin Me


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