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lirik lagu executioner style – kool g. rap and dj polo

comin straight off the sidewalks of new york
a n-gg- livin foul (repeat 2x)

as i steps inside the playground
i lays down my laws at the door
and any n-gg- that’s lookin for trouble
gotsta face these silver double-four’s
that i be packin on my hip, hollow-tips inside the clip
ready to rip a n-gg-z sh-t and make his wig slip
to the side as a h-m-cide’s commited
i gets rid of n-gg-z quick cause ain’t no bullsh-t permitted
i’m a outlaw, the motherf-ckin villain doin killings, i won’t stop
until the morgue got bodies stacked up to the f-ckin ceiling
and ain’t no drivebys, a mag and a bag lady, disguised and surprise
you got a hole between your f-ckin eyes
n-gg-z is grazed, catchin strays from the blaze
amazed by the ways i lays em down when my sh-t sprays
crazy brains hangin, and n-gg-z veins are swingin
bangin and gunslingin, even my own f-ckin ears are ringin
cause what i carry’s much bigger than dirty harry’s
do a hail mary, i make bl–dy mary’s out of your capillaries
pieces of flesh, hangin off a n-gg-z chest, cause the vest
that he dress, couldn’t f-ck with the smith and wess’
motherf-ckers runnin for miles, bodies stacked up in piles
i’m killin executioner style

comin straight off the sidewalks of new york
a n-gg- livin foul — “i kill em executioner style” -> g. rap
(repeat 2x)

i keeps my forty-five loaded with dum-dums, in rear i hold this
right at my waist for just in case somebody gots to get exploded
cause g. rap ain’t that n-gg- that try to play so n-gg- lay low
or get yourself a pair of wings, a harp, and a halo
clown, keep f-ckin around, and you’ll be dead g
i’m spttin out the lead see, to split your f-ckin head like the red sea
charged up with anger, six slugs in every chamber
dangerous stranger, with itchy trigger fingers like lone ranger
i’m comin to split your cabbage like a savage
and put two in yo’ -ss b-tch
and one inside the wifey and the baby carriage
so head for the hills, i kills n-gg-z for thrills
causin crazy blood spill, when i let one drill in your grill
i will pull out the glock to clear the blocky when i c-ck it
get laid and played out of pocket with a rocket in your eye socket
so raise up queers, and say your f-ckin prayers
i’ve been killin for years, huntin motherf-ckers like reindeers
if one n-gg-‘s left standin, i’ll squeeze the cannon (boom)
opened his motherf-ckin -ss like the grand canyon
layin f-ggot n-gg-z like towel when i gets wild and fouol
i’m killin executioner style

comin straight off the sidewalks of new york
a n-gg- livin foul — “i kill em executioner style” -> g. rap
(repeat 2x)

i take ten paces, draw my sh-t, and aim at n-gg-z faces
leavin no traces so a n-gg-‘s beatin body cases
i’m wettin sh-t up, you get hit up, by the super soaker
brain after brain, i’m a motherf-ckin chain smoker
cause it’s the rootin tootin with the six-shooter
put a hole in your trooper so big n-gg-z can hula hoop ya
liftin them smith and wessuns like the westerns
i blow out a n-gg-z intestines, and send him back to the f-ckin essence
bullet rows, blows out the nose of my fo’-fo’
gunnin down all you bozos who run and call for po-po
send in paramedics and bring a lot of antisthetics
motherf-ckin bodies are beheaded, n-gg-z are shredded
so n-gg- get ready to meet your f-ckin fate, when i send six trey-eight
straight into your motherf-ckin chest plate
g. rap been murderin n-gg-z since a child, you can go and check my files
i’m killin executioner style

comin straight off the sidewalks of new york
a n-gg- livin foul — “i kill em executioner style” -> g. rap
(repeat 2x)

- kool g rap and dj polo

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