KMJ Killas

[Big Mello] Uh, we in your life motherfucker Y'all done fucked around, with the wrong motherfuckers Now it's on, yeah you better get some gone Fuck with us bad news, and beat your bitch ass home Bar none fade all, and we deep as the ocean You be floating down the brazzer, duct taped eyes open Fucking with KMJ, straight Mafioso Nigga we bust, for J and Geno Ain't tripping this time, all you hoes gon mind Cross that line, nigga everybody dying I go down, bitch ass nigga now move around Can't swang on us, better not show some round Shut you down, flip you motherfuckers like a pound We the realest motherfuckers, down here in H-Town Put this nine on your mind, everytime they out of line Blow be the sound, when you fuck with one of mine [Cl'Che] Let me come through Big Mello, since we crunk in this bitch Yeah mo'fuckers it's Cl'Che, if you hearing this shit So grab your cups throw em up, if you know some'ing about this A Southside thang baby, we show love to the click Nigga we the realest, down fa sho the illest About the money baby, give a fuck about your feelings Remember I'm that Classifyd Lady, huh she bout to drop again Watch out she's gon flash, and thoed and crazy It's on again, KMJ making niggas back fin You gonna have to come, two hundred plus ten Yeah we on it, and we out to win Cause in the pocket sixteen bars behind it, from the Penn [Hook - 2x] Nigga what we the realest, nigga we the illest Huh you don't wanna fuck, with these KMJ killers Now it's on, what you motherfuckers wanna do Nigga fuck you, cross us we buck you [Trae] Better bring it on, we ready for war And if they start then we gon bomb, like in Vietnam Quiet as calm like Sadaam, we setting it off And it ain't no game, when we come we playing it raw Don't nobody wanna mess around with KMJ, when my SK finna spray By the time you wanna mess with Trae, my enterouge on the way Big Mello, Z-Ro and 'Che, Dougo Geno and Double J We killers up out the gates, that'll wet up your hallway We ain't got nothing to lose, in the game we was paying dues But niggas wanna disrespect, so now they singing the blues KMJ is my team, on the grind for the love of green We'll put you bitches on lean, with a hot twelve in your spleen Or hat it's like that, with a verbal assault on tracks While niggas smoking the strack, ready to push your wig back And back it's gon go, till one of y'all hit the flo' From beating my calico, you don't want no mo' [Dougie D] D-O-U-G-I-E, to the motherfucking D Representer up in this bitch, KMJ the click bitch we be Be me 4-4 one cock, nigga fucking around you hoes get shot Infra beams end up up on your knot, mash the gas cause Diggie just won't stop Bitch look we some grown ass men, with a click of killers we'll part your playing Fucking niggas is up is the game plan, pulling out the A the K and start spraying Bitch look can't fuck with a team, that's straight from the streets and all about cream Garunteed to make motherfuckers bleed, by any means we going hard for the green Uh-huh said that represent that feel that, like the grow wind beat that rip rap Snap a ledge just to kill all the chit-chat, flipping rounds ain't no way around that Cross the line and you ain't gon come back, if I said that lil' bitch I meant that And I think just to knock your hair back, and for the click I get down with that [Hook - 2x]