Life Has No Meaning song by Kilo-G from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Life Has No Meaning Meaning
| [[Verse 1: Bun B] Will you live? Or will you die? Dig in the dirt, or reach for the sky? Take it like a man, or hold out and cry? Well it’s about to be a murder, motherfucker And I think I know why I ain’t no punk, ain’t ever been So how in the fuck you think [?] so funny I ain’t even laugh [?] I’m bout to stick my staff in your ass Partner, 2 blows, don’t give a damb [?] do more than [?] Player haters, busters and bitches get [?] [?] As for snitches, nothing but rats and snakes in the grass They get stiches, coming from [?] breaking your ass Fool, that’s how we do it till the end From the villa of the trilla To a killer, life has no meaning [Chorus: Bun B & Kilo-G] Your life has no meaning to a killer [?] I’d rather [?] Your life has no meaning to a killer On the triller, [?] deal with ya [Verse 2: Kilo-G] Goochy goochy, gaga, nigga they call me da-da [?] down to do what I gotta do So if I let it kill [?] no cap [?] I thought you knew that you was fucking with a cold blooded nigga I told you hoes in 92 I’ll be your grave digger But fuck that paper, I’ll take you another place [?] [?] cause your life don’t really mean shit to me Like when I broke a chunk, [?] 2 rounds thump from the AK I couldn’t believe this punk was busting [?] And yes you know I’m taking over shit So don’t try to play a nigga like a ho and shit [?] clip in, and I went to trippin On his ass, let my Ruger go, blast twice [?] Then I came from out the back and [?] There I was, face to face with my would be killer Picked up the [?] And you know what kind of holder ain’t gang banging And you know what kind of holder ain’t gang banging , [Chorus: Bun B & Kilo-G] Your life has no meaning to a killer [?] I’d rather [?] Your life has no meaning to a killer On the triller, [?] deal with ya [Verse 3: Bun B] Nigga I’d rather do the deal with ya [?] to get you and that other motherfucker that’s with ya It ain’t no running, no hiding, get down on your knees [?] so I can tell you nigga please [?] and it’s blue, over and done with Niggas that you run with, [?] dumb shit Some might say I was wrong, and call me trifling But when I’m up in they face, they studdering, stifling Put they feet in they mouth, so I put one in they ass Cash his ghetto pass, send him home with [?] That’s the only thing, that’s the only thing I need to get bye Swangers, swishers served [?] my pistol and a little [?] Oh it’s good, [?] in the jumping Then you haters come arouand make me break you off something I turn your set into a murder scene, and leave with your soul and your green And it’s all because life has no meaning [Chorus: Bun B & Kilo-G] Your life has no meaning to a killer [?] I’d rather [?] Your life has no meaning to a killer On the triller, [?] deal with ya , [Verse 4: Kilo-G] I be breaking niggas down, with my chroam saraphina [?] beam [?] [?] from my ways, to place in your motherfuckin face Let it blast then I dash, fuck a court case Cause ain’t no saving your ass When I grab the sawed off pump for that ass Nigga buckshots hitting up your dome Cause you’re [?] Hop you’re staring at your [?] [?] suck a nigga dick And fuck all that motherfucking running When I come, hear the gat, watch your ass [?] And my beemers all scream, they’re feending [?] [Chorus: Bun B & Kilo-G] Your life has no meaning to a killer [?] I’d rather [?] Your life has no meaning to a killer On the triller, [?] deal with ya] |
