Catch me outside if you wanna hear It
I got the words displaid in full Kace
Don't have fear it
Gutta my brudda
Like I shutta my lova
As I hova
After shooting duddas
To cover the players
The pussy slayers
The Can't say havers
As I have her
I mean had her
I'm dumb ass mad hatter
Losing the fad Jagger's
Cuz all them fools be hatters
Nay sayers
No game fakers
Played players
Caked kaggers
Drunk gamers
Street beggers
Throw you burger
You Limp dick muthaf*ckas
Last lap losers
I'll truck ya
No choice choosers
No booze boozers
Nah f*ck ya
You Can't whoo whoopers
No hoop ballers
Kamikaze convics
Killing killer problems
Unsolvable as ever
But they solved them
Wit a 1 2 blow it up
Answer
Called it
Purple Haze all in my brain
Chilling with my reuga
Bumping Hendricks blaze
As my Jimmy soaked (Huh)
Master of the poems that I'm writing
So Fuego on the coast (Fueg)
From dego to sactown
I'm always finna blow (blow)
Heard Frank used to sell my old lady Perks
Now I'm mobbing through mid-Town
Chiefin on some purp at streets
We gonna make you believe
JKace and C.King dawg coming on The scene
Creep on the slept
Transcripts as I crept
On the killer crip
Sinking a Slippery steel tip
Into the fat jugglos neck
F*ck I missed
But I kissed
That fat f*ckers bitch
Then dipped
Running then I tripped
Ah shit
Slippery mix
Grave yard got less
Of that blubbering mess
I made it out blessed
Not tryna boost on you bitch
But Its just life's fix
Giving it my typless
Mitus
Finesse
On all the blindness
To speak such words
Makes me minus
2 times The timeless
Make them shoes shine shineless
Cus no shine out shines us
We lyrical killas
Cus no shine out shines us
We lyrical killas
Vibbing for hippie's round the world Who wanna hear it
Gypsy Palace State of mind
Your souls gonna feel it
Love all these ladies
Even though a few are shady
Tell em C.King and JKace are F*cking crazy
Vibbing for hippie's round the world Who wanna hear it
Gypsy Palace State of mind
Your souls gonna feel it
Love all these ladies
Even though a few are shady
Tell em C.King and JKace are F*cking crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
Jkace - We Killas (feat. C.King) Lyrics
Jkace - We Killas (feat. C.King) Lyrics
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Catch me outside if you wanna hear It
I got the words displaid in full Kace
Don't have fear it
Gutta my brudda
Like I shutta my lova
As I hova
After shooting duddas
To cover the players
The pussy slayers
The Can't say havers
As I have her
I mean had her
I'm dumb ass mad hatter
Losing the fad Jagger's
Cuz all them fools be hatters
Nay sayers
No game fakers
Played players
Caked kaggers
Drunk gamers
Street beggers
Throw you burger
You Limp dick muthaf*ckas
Last lap losers
I'll truck ya
No choice choosers
No booze boozers
Nah f*ck ya
You Can't whoo whoopers
No hoop ballers
Kamikaze convics
Killing killer problems
Unsolvable as ever
But they solved them
Wit a 1 2 blow it up
Answer
Called it
Purple Haze all in my brain
Chilling with my reuga
Bumping Hendricks blaze
As my Jimmy soaked (Huh)
Master of the poems that I'm writing
So Fuego on the coast (Fueg)
From dego to sactown
I'm always finna blow (blow)
Heard Frank used to sell my old lady Perks
Now I'm mobbing through mid-Town
Chiefin on some purp at streets
We gonna make you believe
JKace and C.King dawg coming on The scene
Creep on the slept
Transcripts as I crept
On the killer crip
Sinking a Slippery steel tip
Into the fat jugglos neck
F*ck I missed
But I kissed
That fat f*ckers bitch
Then dipped
Running then I tripped
Ah shit
Slippery mix
Grave yard got less
Of that blubbering mess
I made it out blessed
Not tryna boost on you bitch
But Its just life's fix
Giving it my typless
Mitus
Finesse
On all the blindness
To speak such words
Makes me minus
2 times The timeless
Make them shoes shine shineless
Cus no shine out shines us
We lyrical killas
Cus no shine out shines us
We lyrical killas
Vibbing for hippie's round the world Who wanna hear it
Gypsy Palace State of mind
Your souls gonna feel it
Love all these ladies
Even though a few are shady
Tell em C.King and JKace are F*cking crazy
Vibbing for hippie's round the world Who wanna hear it
Gypsy Palace State of mind
Your souls gonna feel it
Love all these ladies
Even though a few are shady
Tell em C.King and JKace are F*cking crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
I got the words displaid in full Kace
Don't have fear it
Gutta my brudda
Like I shutta my lova
As I hova
After shooting duddas
To cover the players
The pussy slayers
The Can't say havers
As I have her
I mean had her
I'm dumb ass mad hatter
Losing the fad Jagger's
Cuz all them fools be hatters
Nay sayers
No game fakers
Played players
Caked kaggers
Drunk gamers
Street beggers
Throw you burger
You Limp dick muthaf*ckas
Last lap losers
I'll truck ya
No choice choosers
No booze boozers
Nah f*ck ya
You Can't whoo whoopers
No hoop ballers
Kamikaze convics
Killing killer problems
Unsolvable as ever
But they solved them
Wit a 1 2 blow it up
Answer
Called it
Purple Haze all in my brain
Chilling with my reuga
Bumping Hendricks blaze
As my Jimmy soaked (Huh)
Master of the poems that I'm writing
So Fuego on the coast (Fueg)
From dego to sactown
I'm always finna blow (blow)
Heard Frank used to sell my old lady Perks
Now I'm mobbing through mid-Town
Chiefin on some purp at streets
We gonna make you believe
JKace and C.King dawg coming on The scene
Creep on the slept
Transcripts as I crept
On the killer crip
Sinking a Slippery steel tip
Into the fat jugglos neck
F*ck I missed
But I kissed
That fat f*ckers bitch
Then dipped
Running then I tripped
Ah shit
Slippery mix
Grave yard got less
Of that blubbering mess
I made it out blessed
Not tryna boost on you bitch
But Its just life's fix
Giving it my typless
Mitus
Finesse
On all the blindness
To speak such words
Makes me minus
2 times The timeless
Make them shoes shine shineless
Cus no shine out shines us
We lyrical killas
Cus no shine out shines us
We lyrical killas
Vibbing for hippie's round the world Who wanna hear it
Gypsy Palace State of mind
Your souls gonna feel it
Love all these ladies
Even though a few are shady
Tell em C.King and JKace are F*cking crazy
Vibbing for hippie's round the world Who wanna hear it
Gypsy Palace State of mind
Your souls gonna feel it
Love all these ladies
Even though a few are shady
Tell em C.King and JKace are F*cking crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
Writer: Christian Camp, Jacob Kelley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid