Kill Dat Lyrics

Kill Dat lyrics

f/ Pappa Charm







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[Verse 1: MGD]



MGD up in this bitch and I'm ready



Cut 'em down like they short and steady



Fuck around and made another hit, everybody on the dick



Y'all niggas on the same thang, I'm on some other shit



Strappin boy your plate is on



Bitches y'all paid upon



I'm the nigga droppin shit that y'all bustas hatin on



Lame ass broad came to Captain Kirk tapemaker



Front line soldier ready to die for nothin order taker



I'ma punch ya bitch ass then smack your neck up high



Do it by myself so nigga fuck what you talkin bout



I'm a straight up warrior nigga jumpin off on your shit on site



I'm gone keep applying heavy pressure til you see the light







[Hook]



Niggas talkin shit better kill dat kill dat



Hoes think we trickin better kill dat kill dat



I ain't stuntin you funky hoes or you lame ass bustas



I'ma push the blount and put all you muthafuckers



Watch that bitch smack in line 8x







[Verse 2: Pappa Charm]



Should the topic be about murder



or is a pimp a bitch that you dropped in the land with



It don't stop, get your vest poppin the teflon what your legs put up on



Is it you vision a straight bia holdin the MP



Reload the MGD get your mouth spit on



Represent the south shit and sell PE



Gone leave in a bloody outfit with the bitch, know how to get money



But she crippled, probably don't go flippin any wrong



Never tickled, she gone all out in the middle???



In the neighborhood probably get my check on



Fuck you if you got your strap on



I take those that I ain't hoed be the reason why I ain't got my mack on



Matter of fact on



Niggas in the battledome tryin the outskirts meanwhile you never see em



Jesus love that cream bitch on killin out these bitch niggas for



the one who tell him



Me and Gol bringin chall??, and cut 'em pussy walls



I be on some wang weird shit wish me dog



cause I can bring it left like Lou Rawls







[Hook]



Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out



Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out



Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out



Crush that muthafucking nigga, smack that stankin bitch out



Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way



Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way



Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way



Move muthafucker, get your bitch ass out the way







[MGD]



Hey Gol I'm bout to punch this bitch (Pappa Charm)



Busta keep me monkey, pointing at me and runnin' his mouth



Thinkin that I'm lame try me nigga, ain't no poppin hoes



I'ma bring to yo ass straight up at the front do'



Head first muthafucker, nigga put yo hands up



Betta sit your ass down if you can't stand up



I don't give a fuck nigga, I don't give a fuck nigga



You ain't nothin to me but a lame ass fuck nigga







[Pappa Charm]



I don't give a fuck bitch, I don't give a fuck bitch



You ain't nothin to me but a stankin ass star trick



I'ma flow under somethin well



Bitch you don't wanna come in



Let's get something clear, Pappa like it from the rear



Be no creepin off in your ear



Then you can't manage your flat tire and your ice lodged over in the ditch



And time bitch, not givin fuck in a busta, betta bust quick



Cause pimpin me facin the wealth is strictly ??? done first



Run his ass up on the curb, smoke my herb, that how a nigga get served







[Hook 2x]