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Kill Video (MV)




Performed By: Fxther $.H.A
Length: 1:46
Written by: Shawn Johnson




Fxther $.H.A - Kill Lyrics




Right
Right, right, right

Progressing through life like climbing a rope (climbing a rope)
No matter how high I get remember the low (remember the low)
From the parks in the borough where they never make it so it's only right that I
Spread love, power to the people
Yo
A nigga just witnessed some ill sh*t
Sh*t that make a nigga flip, hit the kill switch
Lucky posted on the block, tryna deal sh*t
Selling guns, holdin' blocks on the real tip
Until a nigga threw a slug at 'em, he bust back
Shells inflate the Glock to where it all explode
Lucky hit the grimy then he jetted to the back
Where he gathered all the loud dope, coke, weed, crack (facts)
Tossed it on his back on the way he went
'Til he slid into his car on some wavy sh*t
Now the cops on his tail, but he don't really care
The way that Lucky living, he destined for Hell
So he threw the shells
Pigs bussed at the windshield
Nigga crashed and sh*t
Damn near totaled the whip
Climbed out the seat, then he heard freeze
Looked at the cop and laughed as he said "you niggas ain't f*cking with me"

Cause I run the streets
And I hold that heat
And I handle the beef
You see, you niggas ain't f*cking with me
You niggas ain't f*cking with me
You niggas ain't f*cking with me
You niggas ain't g*cking with me, I'm from the street
You niggas ain't f*cking with me
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Right
Right, right, right

Progressing through life like climbing a rope (climbing a rope)
No matter how high I get remember the low (remember the low)
From the parks in the borough where they never make it so it's only right that I
Spread love, power to the people
Yo
A nigga just witnessed some ill sh*t
Sh*t that make a nigga flip, hit the kill switch
Lucky posted on the block, tryna deal sh*t
Selling guns, holdin' blocks on the real tip
Until a nigga threw a slug at 'em, he bust back
Shells inflate the Glock to where it all explode
Lucky hit the grimy then he jetted to the back
Where he gathered all the loud dope, coke, weed, crack (facts)
Tossed it on his back on the way he went
'Til he slid into his car on some wavy sh*t
Now the cops on his tail, but he don't really care
The way that Lucky living, he destined for Hell
So he threw the shells
Pigs bussed at the windshield
Nigga crashed and sh*t
Damn near totaled the whip
Climbed out the seat, then he heard freeze
Looked at the cop and laughed as he said "you niggas ain't f*cking with me"

Cause I run the streets
And I hold that heat
And I handle the beef
You see, you niggas ain't f*cking with me
You niggas ain't f*cking with me
You niggas ain't f*cking with me
You niggas ain't g*cking with me, I'm from the street
You niggas ain't f*cking with me
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Writer: Shawn Johnson
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