Killerfornia Lyrics
| Song | Killerfornia |
| Artist | Spice 1 |
| Album | Immortalized |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Crumpler, Green | |
| (Intro): Killa-forni- | |
| A Biaaatch !! | |
| Hustlers,players,gangstas,ballers,pimps,players | |
| All of those shit, | |
| I see all that shit | |
| You know, killerfornia | |
| Blooow !! | |
| Bloooooow !! (Verse 1): | |
| I'm hell-bound | |
| Niggas wanna kill me in my sleep in killerfornia | |
| Where the murderers be ambitious to creep | |
| And leave you six feet | |
| Sleep with the sharks in the | |
| Bay I'm out the yea where they back up shit they talk with | |
| AK's Niggas in | |
| L.A. trigger fingers itchy to spray | |
| Call it the golden state | |
| But niggas be rich off the game | |
| You get your cash on the | |
| Crips and | |
| Bloods be bangin' | |
| Nigga get your mash on | |
| G-locks and | |
| Uzi we sayin' | |
| Leavin your brains hangin' | |
| You'll get caught up in the cross fire | |
| Cause you'll be dog meat | |
| Lose your life in the jungle | |
| Niggas is savages | |
| Thugged out and it's hard to be humble | |
| When niggas ride up gaffle your shit | |
| And then leave you tied up | |
| Money and murder | |
| I pop them sherm sticks | |
| Niggas tend to bring the drama | |
| When I bury your dick | |
| But I'm hardcore | |
| Ready to kill shit up and war | |
| Wonder what else this motherfuckin' state got in store (Chorus) | |
| So much drama in northern california *cause killa kali is the state for the drive-by* | |
| Such a scandalous state but | |
| I love the place *that's why | |
| I duck when they fly by* | |
| So much drama in southern california *cause killa kali is the state for the drive-by* | |
| Such a scandalous place had ya smilin' your face *that's why | |
| I duck when they fly by* (Verse 2): | |
| From Sacramento to | |
| San Diego | |
| From Compton to the | |
| Oakland city | |
| Loc'ed up and thugged out | |
| Killer's ready to ride with me | |
| Stackin caps player pieces | |
| Rolexes and saggy pants | |
| Poppin' collars drunk as hell off hennesey | |
| Smokin' up | |
| Grams an ounces of | |
| Purple Kush, | |
| White Willow n <???> | |
| Weed or straight up chronic (chronic) | |
| Niggas still out to get paid | |
| Fuck the world | |
| I wanna die high | |
| It's sunshine in killa kali | |
| But still the bullets fly | |
| Palm trees and sandy beaches | |
| But niggas stay strapped with heaters | |
| Born sinnin' and ready for drama that's how they leave us 500's and | |
| Lexi coupes | |
| Niggas roll up with they troops | |
| Ballers be flashin' loot (flashin' loot) | |
| If you gon jack that nigga be ready to shoot | |
| And bring the pain (pain) | |
| Cause it ain't no comin' back in killerfornia | |
| Fuck with the wrong niggas they turn and blast on ya | |
| Dump executioner style and leave your ass goner | |
| Still do my dirt all by my motherfuckin' lone in killerfornia | |
| Chorus (Verse 3): | |
| No self-defense laws | |
| Bullet proof vests is illegal | |
| But you can go to the gun sto' | |
| And purchase yourself a desert eagle | |
| All of my homies is felons | |
| Some even died in my face | |
| Some niggas still ridin' around | |
| With a whole trunk full of yey | |
| Frisco to | |
| Fresno niggas do dirt | |
| And ride with their head low | |
| Indictments on mobstyle tactic murder for cash flow | |
| Cause jail bars | |
| Gangstas and ghetto stars | |
| Niggas don't give a fuck | |
| Bullet wounds and stab scars | |
| Hell of players and pimps | |
| Hustlers and gangstas with limps | |
| Snitches that disappeared into thin motherfuckin' air | |
| Haters be dreamin' | |
| Schemin to catch ya slippin' | |
| Just to get to dippin' after midnight | |
| AK's spittin' | |
| See the fire from the barrel | |
| Standin' down the block | |
| I got a flock | |
| Of desert eagle fifty cal shots | |
| Can't let these sucka ass niggas put one in my dome | |
| When I'm sittin' at home with a whole arsenal of my own | |
| In killerfornia | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Crumpler, Green | |
| Intro: Killaforni | |
| A Biaaatch !! | |
| Hustlers, players, gangstas, ballers, pimps, players | |
| All of those shit, | |
| I see all that shit | |
| You know, killerfornia | |
| Blooow !! | |
| Bloooooow !! Verse 1: | |
| I' m hellbound | |
| Niggas wanna kill me in my sleep in killerfornia | |
| Where the murderers be ambitious to creep | |
| And leave you six feet | |
| Sleep with the sharks in the | |
| Bay I' m out the yea where they back up shit they talk with | |
| AK' s Niggas in | |
| L. A. trigger fingers itchy to spray | |
| Call it the golden state | |
| But niggas be rich off the game | |
| You get your cash on the | |
| Crips and | |
| Bloods be bangin' | |
| Nigga get your mash on | |
| Glocks and | |
| Uzi we sayin' | |
| Leavin your brains hangin' | |
| You' ll get caught up in the cross fire | |
| Cause you' ll be dog meat | |
| Lose your life in the jungle | |
| Niggas is savages | |
| Thugged out and it' s hard to be humble | |
| When niggas ride up gaffle your shit | |
| And then leave you tied up | |
| Money and murder | |
| I pop them sherm sticks | |
| Niggas tend to bring the drama | |
| When I bury your dick | |
| But I' m hardcore | |
| Ready to kill shit up and war | |
| Wonder what else this motherfuckin' state got in store Chorus | |
| So much drama in northern california cause killa kali is the state for the driveby | |
| Such a scandalous state but | |
| I love the place that' s why | |
| I duck when they fly by | |
| So much drama in southern california cause killa kali is the state for the driveby | |
| Such a scandalous place had ya smilin' your face that' s why | |
| I duck when they fly by Verse 2: | |
| From Sacramento to | |
| San Diego | |
| From Compton to the | |
| Oakland city | |
| Loc' ed up and thugged out | |
| Killer' s ready to ride with me | |
| Stackin caps player pieces | |
| Rolexes and saggy pants | |
| Poppin' collars drunk as hell off hennesey | |
| Smokin' up | |
| Grams an ounces of | |
| Purple Kush, | |
| White Willow n ??? | |
| Weed or straight up chronic chronic | |
| Niggas still out to get paid | |
| Fuck the world | |
| I wanna die high | |
| It' s sunshine in killa kali | |
| But still the bullets fly | |
| Palm trees and sandy beaches | |
| But niggas stay strapped with heaters | |
| Born sinnin' and ready for drama that' s how they leave us 500' s and | |
| Lexi coupes | |
| Niggas roll up with they troops | |
| Ballers be flashin' loot flashin' loot | |
| If you gon jack that nigga be ready to shoot | |
| And bring the pain pain | |
| Cause it ain' t no comin' back in killerfornia | |
| Fuck with the wrong niggas they turn and blast on ya | |
| Dump executioner style and leave your ass goner | |
| Still do my dirt all by my motherfuckin' lone in killerfornia | |
| Chorus Verse 3: | |
| No selfdefense laws | |
| Bullet proof vests is illegal | |
| But you can go to the gun sto' | |
| And purchase yourself a desert eagle | |
| All of my homies is felons | |
| Some even died in my face | |
| Some niggas still ridin' around | |
| With a whole trunk full of yey | |
| Frisco to | |
| Fresno niggas do dirt | |
| And ride with their head low | |
| Indictments on mobstyle tactic murder for cash flow | |
| Cause jail bars | |
| Gangstas and ghetto stars | |
| Niggas don' t give a fuck | |
| Bullet wounds and stab scars | |
| Hell of players and pimps | |
| Hustlers and gangstas with limps | |
| Snitches that disappeared into thin motherfuckin' air | |
| Haters be dreamin' | |
| Schemin to catch ya slippin' | |
| Just to get to dippin' after midnight | |
| AK' s spittin' | |
| See the fire from the barrel | |
| Standin' down the block | |
| I got a flock | |
| Of desert eagle fifty cal shots | |
| Can' t let these sucka ass niggas put one in my dome | |
| When I' m sittin' at home with a whole arsenal of my own | |
| In killerfornia | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Crumpler, Green | |
| Intro: Killaforni | |
| A Biaaatch !! | |
| Hustlers, players, gangstas, ballers, pimps, players | |
| All of those shit, | |
| I see all that shit | |
| You know, killerfornia | |
| Blooow !! | |
| Bloooooow !! Verse 1: | |
| I' m hellbound | |
| Niggas wanna kill me in my sleep in killerfornia | |
| Where the murderers be ambitious to creep | |
| And leave you six feet | |
| Sleep with the sharks in the | |
| Bay I' m out the yea where they back up shit they talk with | |
| AK' s Niggas in | |
| L. A. trigger fingers itchy to spray | |
| Call it the golden state | |
| But niggas be rich off the game | |
| You get your cash on the | |
| Crips and | |
| Bloods be bangin' | |
| Nigga get your mash on | |
| Glocks and | |
| Uzi we sayin' | |
| Leavin your brains hangin' | |
| You' ll get caught up in the cross fire | |
| Cause you' ll be dog meat | |
| Lose your life in the jungle | |
| Niggas is savages | |
| Thugged out and it' s hard to be humble | |
| When niggas ride up gaffle your shit | |
| And then leave you tied up | |
| Money and murder | |
| I pop them sherm sticks | |
| Niggas tend to bring the drama | |
| When I bury your dick | |
| But I' m hardcore | |
| Ready to kill shit up and war | |
| Wonder what else this motherfuckin' state got in store Chorus | |
| So much drama in northern california cause killa kali is the state for the driveby | |
| Such a scandalous state but | |
| I love the place that' s why | |
| I duck when they fly by | |
| So much drama in southern california cause killa kali is the state for the driveby | |
| Such a scandalous place had ya smilin' your face that' s why | |
| I duck when they fly by Verse 2: | |
| From Sacramento to | |
| San Diego | |
| From Compton to the | |
| Oakland city | |
| Loc' ed up and thugged out | |
| Killer' s ready to ride with me | |
| Stackin caps player pieces | |
| Rolexes and saggy pants | |
| Poppin' collars drunk as hell off hennesey | |
| Smokin' up | |
| Grams an ounces of | |
| Purple Kush, | |
| White Willow n ??? | |
| Weed or straight up chronic chronic | |
| Niggas still out to get paid | |
| Fuck the world | |
| I wanna die high | |
| It' s sunshine in killa kali | |
| But still the bullets fly | |
| Palm trees and sandy beaches | |
| But niggas stay strapped with heaters | |
| Born sinnin' and ready for drama that' s how they leave us 500' s and | |
| Lexi coupes | |
| Niggas roll up with they troops | |
| Ballers be flashin' loot flashin' loot | |
| If you gon jack that nigga be ready to shoot | |
| And bring the pain pain | |
| Cause it ain' t no comin' back in killerfornia | |
| Fuck with the wrong niggas they turn and blast on ya | |
| Dump executioner style and leave your ass goner | |
| Still do my dirt all by my motherfuckin' lone in killerfornia | |
| Chorus Verse 3: | |
| No selfdefense laws | |
| Bullet proof vests is illegal | |
| But you can go to the gun sto' | |
| And purchase yourself a desert eagle | |
| All of my homies is felons | |
| Some even died in my face | |
| Some niggas still ridin' around | |
| With a whole trunk full of yey | |
| Frisco to | |
| Fresno niggas do dirt | |
| And ride with their head low | |
| Indictments on mobstyle tactic murder for cash flow | |
| Cause jail bars | |
| Gangstas and ghetto stars | |
| Niggas don' t give a fuck | |
| Bullet wounds and stab scars | |
| Hell of players and pimps | |
| Hustlers and gangstas with limps | |
| Snitches that disappeared into thin motherfuckin' air | |
| Haters be dreamin' | |
| Schemin to catch ya slippin' | |
| Just to get to dippin' after midnight | |
| AK' s spittin' | |
| See the fire from the barrel | |
| Standin' down the block | |
| I got a flock | |
| Of desert eagle fifty cal shots | |
| Can' t let these sucka ass niggas put one in my dome | |
| When I' m sittin' at home with a whole arsenal of my own | |
| In killerfornia | |
| Chorus |
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