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K.E.K.E. (Killing Energy) - Naww G
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K.E.K.E. (Killing Energy) Naww G

K.E.K.E. (Killing Energy) - Naww G
[Intro: Ella]
Hey! Happy Birthday!
I wrote this on the back of a hundred dollar bill
Walking out of the check cashing place

[Intro: Naww G]
Not ready (Aye!)
Robbins' Goddess, I got this

[Hook] x 2
I'm killing energy I'm killing energy
Two girls in the world deserving my legacy
My daughter and who i call the baddest in the century

[Verse 1: Naww G]
Even if her friends cock block she gon' want it more
Shorty stay around like niggas do liquor stores
Ugly niggas winning look at Meek and Minaj
Keek a dime chick and to me I'm a five
Slide in in my ride this the time of your life
And I'll get you home by 9:45
Roll out the dingy carpet when you slide by da block
We could chop chop at the Chinese spot
Block smell like mad weed you'll get a contact high
Only 17 when the contract signed
I'm like a young meek without the cookie braids tied
Love letter flow you know my shit is real
I wrote this shit on the back off a 100 dollar bill
On the back face in the check cash place
Ran money scams since 7 in '98
Raised by the barbershop and the barbershop speech
All I need is Gina niece and that Barbershop 3
DC in '09 I really wish you went to H.U
You see the H Wings that's me or the brand group
Gods son nephew money at the N.E.F.C.U
Arnold Palmer nigga you my best boo of course, shit
I knew that you could sing you can't top I what I recorded
Try and top this well see who the boss is (Ugh)
I ain't even spit I coughed this
Quality is lossless, policy is lawless
Your body mind fine but your modesty is gorgeous
I'm not talking to you on my fan shit
I'm a classic man this women and man shit
Off the beat I'm unleashed off my dog collar
Young nigga, old soul, my mind got Alzheimer's
R&B women got the strongest jaw powers
In my finest hour I'mma need you in my corner
In a world of real niggas you only wind up finding talkers
When I'm 94 I'm jay walking with a walker..
'Burb niggas indigenous, really be living this
I don't fuck with rappers just rhyme-sayers and lyricists
Keek tha sneek, keep some heat
That talking shit is weak
Niggas need a beat or something bumping in the street
After I beat I'll be done wit you in a second
All my real niggas really really get the message
All my real niggas really really get the message
All my real niggas really really get the message
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