Представляем точный текст композиции "Ya Not No Killa" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Shyheim . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ya Not No Killa» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Shyheim передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Shyheim - "Ya Not No Killa"
Lyrics to Ya Not No Killa : (feat. Bars-N-Hooks, V12) [Intro: Bars] Just yesterday I was born again Everyday when I wake up, Im born over [Bars] One for the money, two for the cash Three for Rikers Island, who need weed bag stash Seen dope fiends throw up, shitty weed bags, its madness Coppers perpetrayin the fort, crackers wanna kill niggaz Triggers get handed to niggaz, with no cases I guess Id have a gun, if I was safer Never hate us, come in dreams, when I be sleepin Makin me wake up, with cold sweats, its no threat Imaginary gunshot to the head But I be happy, when I dont wake up dead Im just on point, do what yall might do Even though that aint like you You aint no killa, nigga, my type 2 Pencil will carve a name in a check Thatll get your ass gensu, in two [Chorus: V12] You not no killa, and everybody knows you not You not no killa, no, no, you aint Killa, you not, you know you not, you not, a killa You not no killa, no, oh no [V12] Big guns try to approach, but need one Dont force me to pump you and your soldiers, your close breath Free throws, like bitches, keep babies, it might seem Crazy, how Id rap and sing, its truly amazing I spend nights and a days, with a bad bitch from Beijing And them cops keep hating, Im answer my floor But at the same time, get off these hammers, increasin my throat Call me V-Twizzy, more tenor, bitch, cuz you the dumb one Look, Tony, not to get hit from the blind side Bitches, cling rider, whoever, dun, its yall time And everybody knows your not [Hooks] Im that good guy, hood fly, dubbies on an S Six double no, bling, hangin off my neck Bang tattered on my waist, I aint go no problems But that ratchet cant be safe Just in case, I gotta put a bastard in his place Cuz I aint been dead nothing I showed a love I have, and did my life thuggin Youngin from the 41st side of the hood Mix a twenty sacks of haze, with a sack of that wood Cuz I get high, like I get money and hoes I done came up, and still be runnin the same codes And I move crowds, air you out Niggaz round the hood said B-N-H got the juice now New Now N Laterz, we back, you wanksta Q.B., 41st Side, B.A. gangstas Got it locked, you aint a killer, never buck a shot, nigga Stock boy, you too cold to be a hot boy [Chorus] [Shyheim] Some actin cuckoo like he just flew over a nest Like yall give a fuck how much weight he bench Shyheim, my government and my attribute BIG left me a tech a nine, at my cribs So give me the loot, or LBC it like Snoop Im out to get coof again, coof again, coupe Turn up the thermostat, I beat a murder rap Im about to bring it back, in the name of crack In the name of dope, slidin through your hood On a diamondback, with spokes Big boy toys, underneath the smoke of coke Yall motherfuckers must think Imma joke I smack niggaz like you, and tell em, go get your guns As far as Im concerned, yall can suck dick and swallow cum Im God son, the rose of salvation Product of the ghetto, Im the streets creation I move like vampires, only at night Hand grip like plyers, on the block with rapid fire Goin hay wire, I stab a nigga til my arm gets tired About to retire. [ Ya Not No Killa Lyrics ]
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