Killaz On The Payroll-Luniz/Phats Bossilini/Madd Maxx/Poppa LQ

Killaz On The Payroll (Feat. Phats Bossilini, Madd Maxx And Poppa L.Q.) - Luniz Welcome. Little boys and girls. you thought niggaz was gonna come weak? ni**a This the mobb fool. uh. I got some killaz on the payroll An they know When its time to handle business ni**a lay low. Verse 1 *(phats bossalini)* I fight to struggle Hopin God don't stop my hustle My fam fight back like wild dogs wit out a muzzle The shots was multiple I remember blood puddles Landed in sand wit niggaz fallin in doubles Baby couples I mean the strong kill the weak Million dolla puzzles I done placed the last piece Success is sweet I put it all back together Mass melted chambers Strictly guarded by barretas Uh Cash means Fo the jewels they get they a** beat Sweat in my sleep Think they found a way to blast me Grossly Mutha *****az tried to choke me Sliced they throat Look in my eyes now slowly Your oldie Thats for takin it p Now whats left to play soley Thats for *****in wit me Listen In the streets its a respect thang Can't tell the tune Left ya non-taxin Mostly caine brought up Got sold on my block Most the nights I slept Got awoke by shots The inner city I could care less about your pitty I'm phats bossin ready to die come and get me. Verse 2 *(poppa l.q.)* Well you can label me an outlaw when madd maxx turn to set it off Grab the 9 millimeter by the pistol grip an let it off Like dustin hoff Killin mcs off wit a vengance Blow the microphone up An leave it smokin when I'm finished Per pound spinach My niggaz been in it an done, done it So when you come to smoke wit our records Ni**a you know who run it I gets blunted 168 hours a week P tried to creep an got burnt from head to feet But never sleep on the vocabulary skillz Of a ni**a thats out to make mills Uh My ni**a phats bossalini tells all the block cats Got a hundred hidden in the stash, fast to blast. Verse 3 *(numskull)* If its one thang this ni**a hate Its niggaz swangin like chimpaznes Thats why its no exception To the sh*t these niggaz hand me 20 years of struggle Huddles an plans can't amount to millions bubble Thats why we keep stacks tucked and cuddled No matter my home ni**a My home is where I'm hustlin Wit killaz on the payroll Makin up for lost pay loads The bay knows Its hustle-matic til you drop Stop Lookin bold through the cuts Lookin for cops I kept on runnin for three years Too mutha *****in long And had to cope wit everythang that went wrong I got the lord in my life Not cuz religion But the fact was a ni**a had dreams an visions Never listened to grown folks I did my own thang So mutha *****in what if its the wrong thang Its only one rule I live by Keep some killaz on the payroll ni**a An get yo sh*t right. *(chorus-phats bossalini)* x1 I got some killaz on the payroll An they know When its time to handle business ni**a lay low. Verse 4 *(madd maxx)* Presentin more urban tales Of crack sales An black mail An black males, peelin black males Thats why these california streets is symbolic to baghdad Its sad They did my comrad bad Smoked him wit the mag Now hes walkin wit a cane And wearin a sh*t bag My loc keep me focused got me sportin this rag Wit this tradgey Added to agony An frustration farrah kahn himself couldn't stop me Retaliation Cuz his only climax Was pay back He let his wounds heal an got more get back An low track Posted up wit the family shack Fully strapped Wit a benjamin big faced stack Only to get attacked Lookin for the sale He put in his work He swore on the turf, put his a** hole in the dirt Cuz a million soldier died and served in these circle street wars Before the deaths of biggie and tupac shakur Is this the effects of being young black an poor? Do we genetically have what it takes to endure? Had killaz lookin for him from crenshaw To 5th wards To the o-a-k 6-9 vill keeps it real Cuz men sharpen men Like steel sharpen steel We warriors for the skrill Wit a whole lot of will An I'm never gonna put down my sword an kill Cuz I'm out here in these fields wit the focus of a drill. Yeah, straight mobbulation/affiliation. run up squared and put down Assassination *(chorus)* x2 I got some killaz on the payroll An they know When its time to handle business ni**a lay low (uh, you niggaz ain't knowin) Verse 5 *(yukmouth)* Uh, uh. Well its that vill ni**a That real ni**a That fill niggaz wit hot ones Combined wit l we doubled barrelled guns Mutha *****az best run *****in around wit al-bum, num. 2 so Do not be *****in around wit we And we won't ***** around wit you I do hang wit dru I do not be *****in wit busta niggaz like you Can't trust niggaz in yo crew what to do, i Don't be drinkin no brew, i Do get high til I kiss the sky an straight up run this Juss hindu, i Do i Go under and under like true lies Shakin these fleas and shoo-flys Royalties from noo-trybe Got niggaz tryin to twist me like screw drivers But ***** what you claimin We ain't mack 10 Hoobangin, hooride So who die? Nobody ever knew Cuz true Killaz don't ***** wit niggaz like you Bumpin yo gums bout who got ya feelin the blues Drunk an I say Grabbin yo pumpkin head like ooooh I been the ice cream man since 92 Comin through In the ice cream truck on triple gold shoes ***** too trus Vogues give the hoes blues *****es choose to lose Plus I puff indo, fool how could you refuse I do not be *****in wit broke *****es like you But only if you knew my gang Id have you running trains through the crew I do But since I got funk wit that no limit crew Somethin new Niggaz been tryin to step on my shoes You know who That ni**a got a perm like dru Burn like two Remmies when he perform for you I do Kick it wit real niggaz from frisco Back to My niggaz from get low the rbl My ni**a cool Nut 11/5 Bump this in yo seven ride Get a show and bring you About seven die Mutha *****az startin to bribe But niggaz ain't bumpin no 4-tay Cuz he too busy (bietch) tryin to smoke some more yay Uh Jose around the bay I knew He be funny lookin like g-money Ni**a puffin voos Heard you got married to a crack like You need to get some get right like mac mall Cuz it act like you can't rap at all We havin jobs and swingin on platinum balls So don't get Flat on your walls An get snatched up in a u-haul Cuz youse a ***** ni**a like rupaul You all think you gonna make money dissin my crew? But only if you knew ni**a. You *****in wit these mobb niggaz fool, uh. I got some killaz on the payroll An they know When its time to handle business ni**a lay low. I got some killaz on the payroll An they know An they know.