Yeah-Killa Kyleon

Yeah - Killa Kyleon (*talking*) Ok, this is DJ Dick-In-Ya-Mouth And this is D-A-Y-1 FM, 102.9 on ya radio dial And we looking for the real freak right now I'm gon take my first call First caller, you on the air (hey man, you think you could play that New Kyleon for me mayn) (Kyleon) I make a b**ch say yeah, like Ush' and Jon I like to put it in they face, when I bust my gun It's big dick'ing over here, I can touch your lungs And when it come to bad b**ches, I done f**ked a ton Day 1 Fam playa, Kyle, Mack and Pretty Tony We take niggaz b**ches, you looking pretty lonely You say you a pimp, but you looking pretty phony I heard your chick eat dick, and she looking pretty hungry Got b**ches that'll dome me, all the way in Wyoming Cause the whip so clean, and the shoes so chromey Stop f**king with me homie, unless you ready to die Cause my bullets like pilots, they ready to fly And if you ready to buy, Killa got that work I got that ki that O-Z, I got that verse And that number one spot, Killa got that verse Cause I'm a pimp not a simp, how about that chuuch (*talking*) That's what you wanted man This is DJ Dick-In-Ya-Mouth, mayn And that was my boy Killa Kyleon man It ain't over, he got that heat For the streets man, him and his boy Dre Day, them Day 1 Fam boys Over there on that No' drive What's up Beelow, and all rest of them boys Dee-Wee and Ron-Wee man, come back Tell 'em some'ing Kyleon hey, (hey) (Kyleon) I'm getting money, continuously That's why, these niggaz envy a G Want me to breathe on your track, gon head send me a G And if the beat sound good, I might do it for three But, Kyleon can't do it for free Put yourself in my shoes, would you do it for me Now you looking, for some sh*t to start The only Free I know, host 106 & Park Mayn, this ain't no video show You niggaz can't f**k me, I ain't a video hoe Nooo, it's not finna happen Before I do that, Killa gon stop rapping Truth in the booth, there's no more excuses So all you other whack lil' cats, just useless Get on your note, go home and regroup G Why you looking at the General, you need to salute me (*talking*) That's right, Killa Kyleon ladies and gentlemen And this is, W-D-A-Y-1 FM 102.9 on your radio dial, caller come on in caller Tell me some'ing (hey man, that's what I'm Tal'n bout man, that's the kinda sh*t I like to hear Right there man, the way boys be coming through Wrecking them flows man, that's what I like to hear) Yeah alright, and we out of here mayn Killa Kyleon, Boss Hogg Outlawz (*gun shot*) I wanna dedicate this underground, to my cousin LeAndre Prescott, AKA Stankis, AKA Houston Stank We missing you forever, ni**a I love ya