we kiĺled it

Nigguh cut it out, everyone here hates you Your parents even hesitated before they decided to make you I just screwed the birch that just screwed you Outta all your cash, nothing you can do Your flow washed up you the washed up crew Guns in the jeep as we pullin up to you We about to do a sweep as we yellin' out nigguh **** you And yo future looks bleak cuz we bangin' without truce Suicide attack someone go and get the noose As I hear the beat drop I'm about to go loose Smoke blow out the window, call it summer haze Starin' down the barrel bet that you seen better days Tell me what more can I say, I can kill it all day Blood on the carpet, death in the beat Hustle like I need it, flow is ice cold And I'd tell you that I killed it But we already know