Killaz theme French Montana
"Killaz Theme" by French Montana, released in 2016, is a hip-hop track that showcases themes of street life, resilience, and loyalty. The lyrics reflect a gritty lifestyle, emphasizing survival and power. Musically, it features heavy beats and catchy hooks. The song resonates with urban culture, highlighting the struggles and triumphs of inner-city life. #HipHop
Whispered in the air
Said she got a thing for a nigga on the low
I do my thing, but fresh, I’m not a hoe
Got pills in the tank, Chinx about to roll up
Money in the bank, cash never fold up
When a white goes roll up
Make the fuck niggas throw up
Uh, take you money, never bother me
But a lick to a murder from a robbery
Graduated from the street, round back diploma
Feds on the block, see death around the corner
Hold it down like a bucket full of crabs
Swag on Kodak, you know I’m gonna flash
Keep it to a hundred like the needle on my dash
Two hoes on my eyes at looking through the nass
Caught up with the trunk all in the hood
Your bitch call aside all on the wood
I’m lookin’ for ménage like Lil Kim
You know them Cokeboy niggas goin’ in
Whispered in the air
Said she got a thing for a nigga on the low
I do my thing, but fresh, I’m not a hoe
Got pills in the tank, Chinx about to roll up
Money in the bank, cash never fold up
When a white goes roll up
Make the fuck niggas throw up
Said she got a thing for a nigga on the low
I do my thing, but fresh, I’m not a hoe
Got pills in the tank, Chinx about to roll up
Money in the bank, cash never fold up
When a white goes roll up
Make the fuck niggas throw up
Uh, take you money, never bother me
But a lick to a murder from a robbery
Graduated from the street, round back diploma
Feds on the block, see death around the corner
Hold it down like a bucket full of crabs
Swag on Kodak, you know I’m gonna flash
Keep it to a hundred like the needle on my dash
Two hoes on my eyes at looking through the nass
Caught up with the trunk all in the hood
Your bitch call aside all on the wood
I’m lookin’ for ménage like Lil Kim
You know them Cokeboy niggas goin’ in
Whispered in the air
Said she got a thing for a nigga on the low
I do my thing, but fresh, I’m not a hoe
Got pills in the tank, Chinx about to roll up
Money in the bank, cash never fold up
When a white goes roll up
Make the fuck niggas throw up
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