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    "44 Cal Killa" Lyrics

    Benzino feat. Scarface

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    Haven't you ever heard (Trackmasters) a killa


    44 Caliber killa

    Face, Young McNeil

    44 Caliber killa

    I keep the heat close by come through on any block start dumping Zino don't
    stop stop frontin 44 reasons to hit you with a gurvin
    while your fam's sleepin
    (nice man) why your man's bleedin
    (have his ass leakin)gotta face the reaper
    prepare for the worst the only thing certain right
    now you leavin in a hearse
    no negotiating time's up rhyme's up I'm gon split ya
    44'll hit ya I'm the 44
    Caliber killa

    Every day you run inside niggas better hide from the
    44 Caliber killa hell tie
    you up quick get your throat slit he's the 44 Caliber
    killa he comin through
    your hood kickin down your door he's the 44 Caliber
    killa killin pain from the
    lane came infrared you've been shot by the 44 Caliber killa

    I keep the 4-4 cocked for fools the Son of Sam the serial killa (lock your
    doors)I got a bottle nigga cock and shoot I do this
    for respect homey and not
    for loot I got you stuck in the game and you can't
    win it cause I'm a Made Man
    known to hang men Scarface back at ya with the hard
    shit and bullshittin me get
    you brought in so back the fuck up with that tough talk homey I know ya'll
    nigga and ya'll don't want me I'm a gangsta in his
    true form let it be heard I
    got niggas from the wild wild to the 73rd all I gotta
    do is give em the word
    and your ass is in a meat wagon with your forehead saggin I'm tellin ya'll
    these streets is cold eat your ass up piece by piece shit you out whole the
    return of the invincible nigga it's the 44 Caliber killa


    It ain't no secret if you cross me I'll come and get
    ya and once I come get ya
    I got that deal with ya I'm a kidnapper so I put you
    in the trunk take you to
    the woods and leave ya stank like a skunk I got semi-automatics
    with beams but
    I prefer the 44 Caliburs cause it's more convien.
    make noise of fuckin horror
    even in the evening it's possible I'm comin to stop
    your breathin even with a
    mask or no mask I'll just walk up on a point blank
    range 44 Cal is bitch ass
    I'm a killa plus a motherfuckin threat I ain't see
    how in the 4th I ain't been
    locked yet two homicides in police know we had beef
    now they know both niggas
    is deceased but I don't give a fuck because it get's
    no realer I'm the I'm the
    44 Calibur killa

    [Chorus x2]
    This song was submitted on March 12th, 2010 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/atv Music Publishing Llc.
    Written by Jean Olivier, Larry Gates, Raymond Scott, Samuel Barnes.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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