Texty:
L A Guns Kill That Girl

you that's all I hear from you mine all the time that's all I get from you that's all I get from you I wanna kill that girl I wanna kill that girl I

L or the refer that steam up, that steam up It's my head stress to the point I get a fever Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids That

niggaz ain?t knowin') Uh, uh, well, it?s that will nigga That real nigga, that fill niggaz wit hot ones Combined wit' l we doubled barreled guns Mutha

it's raining outside boy fuck a umbrella niggas banging outside, boy they guns dumb bell a nigga tired of tellin' niggas that's the cease rest in peace we tired of only havin' just a

yeah, we gon' high to this (The world's crazy, son yeah, I know) We gon' high to this (Just something about her) My girl's a killa, my girl's a killa

rep that A A T L A N T A state of G A G A G A home of the brave home of the brave G A G A home of the brave [Verse 2: Killer Mike] I got a Tahoe, and

around Y?all fucked up now I pay off blue suits that's sucio And I put drugs in my girl koochie yo, a bad bitch they kill So when you put the dogs on

'll be a cold day in hell the day I'll take an L Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate Catch

a soldier Got to keep your goals close to you 'Cause 25 with an L ain't closer junior Now in society, you're labeled as a loser junior 2 times at that