Killa - Juicy J, Lex Luger

You got guns, that don’t make you a killa nigga

I know you a pussy bro, I know you won’t kill a nigga

Convicted felons, yeah I hang with the killas nigga

And we ain’t stopping: they gotta kill us nigga

I got goons like the President

That will blow up your residence

I don’t give a god damn, bitch

I’mma pull a chopper real quick

That’s not a standing ovation: that’s gun claps

From a fully-automatic Mack 11 strap

You want to go to war?

A suicide mission

You better off killing yourself before you come up missing

You got guns, that don’t make you a killa nigga

I know you a pussy bro, I know you won’t kill a nigga

Convicted felons, yeah I hang with the killas nigga

And we ain’t stopping: they gotta kill us nigga

You a rookie I’m a seasoned vet: nigga I be stuntin

Wake up early all I see is checks: nigga I get money

My goons out to get it witchya, play with my paper

Pray to God you get rescued: no one can save you

In the club with our thumbs up, north!

If you not representing what you come for, boy

We rolling 50 deep in the VIP

Congratulations: now you finally get to meet a G

Now your girl looking at me like a piece of meat

I can see it in her eye: she wanna leave with me

Up to my suite.

Now you’re standing with your mug on

Well look my nigga: don’t get mad, go on, get some money

You got guns, that don’t make you a killa nigga

I know you a pussy bro, I know you won’t kill a nigga

Convicted felons, yeah I hang with the killas nigga

And we ain’t stopping: they gotta kill us nigga