Archive for the ‘Cam’ron’ Category

Track Nineteen, Verse Three, Late Registration

March 11, 2008

Knock knock, who’s there? Killa Cam, Killa who?
Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true
Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer
Well here’s the deal ma we goin to the dealer, boo
No concealin, no ceiling I don’t need a roof
Act up, get out, I don’t need you poof
Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag
Dag, niggaz still doin puff puff pass
Pull the truck up fast and I tell ’em
Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit
Y’all niggaz want a Killa Cam cerebellum
An old man just gon’ tell ’em (too late, he, gone)
Then I see how y’all gonna react when I’m (gone)
My last girl want me back then I’m on
Fine stay, you got the grind hey
Came back, read what the sign say (too late, he, gone)
Yes I know you wanna see my demise
Yeah you church boy actin like a thief in disguise
Ain’t leavin my side, see the greed in my eyes
Ask Abby y’all hustle for a week to the Chi, shit
And that ain’t even a lie, please believe me
Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and
You can ask George or Regina
The whole Westside I explore with the Beemer now
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