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WANT EM DEAD

[Intro: ZillaKami]
Mmm, yeah
I hate my life, [?]

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
We don't jack that fake shit, (Ayy) we ain't shit (Ayy)
N***as talk, but never bang shit, (Ayy) we bang clips (Ayy)
.38, no shell case, (Ayy) hoe wait (Ayy)
Why yo' n***as talkin' out your face? (Ayy)
We shoot face, get raped

[Verse 1: mesq]
Muthafucka' better act right, he lost sight
Bitch, I grip my fucking Glock tight, I lose spite
N***as be pushing me, tempted my whole life, I can't die
[?] I sniff drugs
All this time I fucking wasted, I hate this
Blood's the only thing I'm tasting, don't take slips
Start a war, he will not make it, let's face it
Killed a bitch, they found her faceless, he's nameless (Agh)

[Chorus: ZillaKami & BROC $TEEZY]
We don't jack that fake shit, (Ayy) we ain't shit (Ayy)
N***as talk, but never bang shit, (Ayy) we bang clips (Ayy)
.38, no shell case, (Ayy) hoe wait (Ayy)
Why yo' n***as talkin' out your face? (Ayy)
We shoot face, get raped (Ayy)
[Verse 2: BROC $TEEZY]
Run up on me heavy if you think I be buggin' (Wassup)
Put your barrel to his head, I expect you to shoot him
Ayy, why the fuck you stop posing now?
Little pussy won't run his mouth (Okay)
Fake shit, (Okay) we gon' run you down (Okay)
My AR and I will show you out
Dome rips, ten balls in the bitch
When I run my shit, I let that blood drip
Gold blade to your face
And I carve my name upon your fucking chest
There's only pain in this game, it will fuck up your brain
They all some lames (Aha)

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
We don't jack that fake shit, (Ayy) we ain't shit (Ayy)
N***as talk, but never bang shit, (Ayy) we bang clips (Ayy)
.38, no shell case, (Ayy) hoe wait (Ayy)
Why yo' n***as talkin' out your face? (Ayy)
We shoot face, get raped

[Verse 3: KXNG]
I don't fuck with you n***as, it don’t matter what the flow
I get lost in the sound, of the hundred round drum
Take your body [?] out with gasoline and watch it burn
Came in this bitch, then let it all poh-poh
Where your [?] at?
I heard he barking like a bitch
Okay, now run that cash
I did the race, I did the dash
Scheming fast, I was trading guns with Al-Qaeda
Now watch the bodies stack
Ain't sellin' crack, I'm selling Gats