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something you can't understand. How I could just kill a man for killa cam. Me and my Roc killa fam, top billers man. We run the spot, drop ceilings fam Hit the wall drop ceiling fans. Listen boar, man I
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hibernate under my body. Yep I keep it warmer than a chinchilla. She know I beat it up like the thriller in Manila. Flying my private jet to villas in Anguilla. Than throw you on a grill. Cause seven days a
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ding. Runnin' off with all your things, ding ding Diamonds on my pinky, women on my dizzle. Bulletproof the Lincoln, there go Ricky Rizzle. I'm the Thrilla in Manila, Belaire, my Ciroc vanilla. My
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everything, it's all Yours And I walk the sidewalks of Nashville. Like Singapore, Manila and Shanghai. I brush by the beggar's hand and the wealthy man. And everywhere I look I realize That just like the
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manila, tell me who iller, . oh god, that bass so strong, shaking up the chandelier, . but i’m sorry Sia, cos the record to ill for y’all to stand still, . if you happy and you know it clap your feet one
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y tranquila. Déjate, llevar échate pa acá . Dale vamos allá que llegaron los killa Tra tra tranquila . Dale baby dale que tu no haces fila . Tra tra tranquila . Dale baby que tu eres la que más
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y tranquila. Déjate, llevar échate pa acá . Dale vamos allá que llegaron los killa Tra tra tranquila . Dale baby dale que tu no haces fila . Tra tra tranquila . Dale baby que tu eres la que más
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. Roc-A-Fella headquarters. (Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City) Ladies an' gentlemen, Killa Cam, Young Hov. Is definitely in the building, Brooklyn. Harlem World, stand the * up
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Intro Cam'ron. Just blaze (Oh Baby) oh baby, uh, killa Verse 1 Cam'ron. All the girls see the (Boy) look at his kicks (Boy). Look at this car (Boy) all I say is (Oh Boy). Look mami I'm no good
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to stay alive. In the crooked letter I, you should not try. Meth Tical, Streetlife, Killa Bee, why? In the crooked letter I, it's do or die. *, every man fights to stay alive. In the crooked
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you these, rap flow triple G's. Meth, Ghost, Killa Beez, you know we ride Wu-Tang, the best rap group of all time. Rush little shotgun, rest around nine. Refrigerator, fish and sweets with no swine
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G'yeah, Slim Thugger, Killa Kyleon, PJ. Sir Daily, C-Ward, we the Boyz N Blue motherfuckers What the, what them boys gon' do. When them blue boys come through. Blue-blue toys at you. Pointing
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Intro. Shawty Rock To The Beat For Ya Boy. Shawwwwww-ty. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Do It Aaaaayyyy!. Rock To The Beat For Ya Boy. Radio Killa, Killa, Killa. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Aaaayyyy!-Aaaayyyy
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thang, strive to maintain, live out my name. Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't nuttin' changed. Leave the same way I came, bringin' motherfuckin' pain Killa Hill Projects, high tech street
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Ok, we got the Birdman in the building. We got Killa in the building. We got Young Weezy in the building Nigga, it's B. M, J. R, Weezy, baby. Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty. An' I
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nallaga ha?. All My B Boys And B Girls ja nareul ttarawah. kotdaeneun jijon I Never Say Sorry (nope). kashikeun gibon nae ttokttokhan meori (yes). nae misoneun KILLA modu juginikka (oops). You Want It Come
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. Em kia trông lả lướt ghê . Ca anh nghe nhỡ đâu anh kết em . Giờ Pull up pull up trên mẹc E. Puff pass puff pass with mah G. Fashion Killa wanna be. * enemies suck mah D. Như là monopoly khu anh khu
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represent when we come to your town. Say. Get em with the business. When I come from Kansas City. Hit manila 'til it's Christmas. Out to India I’ll visit. Puerto Rico it's exquisite. Then my people back to
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a sipper. Blow like a missile. White clef cush. I've been going to november. Where the grand gripper. Word to manila. You better remember, I'm from the city. Where the shortys and players live. Nice
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rap, listen to direction. Six foot three, wit a manila, complexion. Dance - shake, rock, roll. Heav is in the house I got total, control. I'mma inject, respect, collect a fat check. Heav is in
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smooth brotha, for real we buckshots like that BlackMoon fella. The backroom sellers makin' rap tunes illa. The Killa flow spilla, the Chicago killa named 2na Marc 7. We come tramplin', your city and
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Shawty rock to the beat for yo boy shawty, do it (Ay, it's Loso in case you ain't know so). Rock to the beat for yo boy radio killa, killa (Ay, Dream lemme tell you bout shawty) Shawty is the sh-sh
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. Dipset, dipset, dipset, what. . Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set. What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs. Who you wit wit, throw up yo set. Dipset, dipset, dipset, what. . Santana, Killa, Jim Jones
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. Dipset, dipset, dipset, what. . Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set. What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs. Who you wit wit, throw up yo set. Dipset, dipset, dipset, what. . Santana, Killa, Jim Jones
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. Don't * wit me 'cause the flows (killa killa). Whoever ever who wants it?. Its yours, now your gonna (get it get it). (feela feela) nigga full of holes. Threat em like hoes and show no love to them
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. Shaolin, ins, Killa Hill Projects. . No one on this earth, can hold me. No one on this earth, can fool me. No one on this earth, can grip the mic. Like, I, do, nigga. . You ever, feel, that you can
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smooth brotha, for real we buckshots like that BlackMoon fella. The backroom sellers makin' rap tunes illa. The Killa flow spilla, the Chicago killa named 2na Marc 7. We come tramplin', your city and
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' Hit em'). Respect mines, to the day of my demise. Don't * with me, 'cause the flow's (Killa Killa). Whoever eva who wants it?. Its yours, now your gonna (Get it Get it). (Feela Feela) nigga full
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. I got ta move an eighth. * the scrutiny. Y'all niggas screwin me. Killa never let the drama slide. Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die. Yell out homicide 18 Months please, that ain't facing time
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whole damn world took effect to Ferg. 0134. 980Tell 'em. 0136. 260Get in with the business. 0146. 490When I come from Kansas City. 0147. 770Hit Manila till it's Christmas. 0149. 50Out to India I'll visit
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. 540What you represent when we come to your town. 0133. 380Say, get in with the business. 0135. 200When I come from Kansas City. 0136. 180Hit Manila 'til it's Christmas out to India. 0137. 80Visit Puerto
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, Thriller in Manila. A pinpoint point blank microphone killer am I. No need to lie, got the Flavor Flave. To prove I'll win and if not the save I'll pick up, rack up, put your whole shack up. Just choose
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film it with that drone cam. In the pink like Killa Cam. Put a zoom on that stick, Noé. Up so close I'm on that kill. Remote controller on your lower back. Yes the good. Dick could roll the eyes back in