Killa Kali Lyrics - Singles - Celly Cel

(Talk) 

Good evening 

Welcome to channel 187 Murder 1 News 

Tonight we focus on the city of Vallejo in the state of California 

Where five black men were found dead at the water front 

From various gunshot wounds 

This brings the homicide rate in the state of California to one of the 

highest in the nation 

And is now known to you as killa kali 

(Verse 1) 

The state of California niggas call it killa kali 

Murder weapons in the river bodies found in the alleys 

Bring the yellow tape 

Body bags gettin zipped up 

Heads blown off wit they insides ripped up 

Mobile phones flipped up 

Factors callin shots 

Bitch made niggas its some real niggas on the block 

Cause every hood got a trigga happy nigga 

That don't give a fuck about puttin two in your liver 

But how you figure you can do dirt and stay clean 

Niggas like that get pronounced dead on the scene 

ain't no winnin teams cause everybody taken losses in they hood 

Reminiscin on they niggas man I wish I could 

Bring back the homies that I lost up in that funk season 

Gotta check myself or let that alcohol be the reason 

So I just poor a little liquor on the concrete 

For my dead homies and the ones who ain't gone see the streets 

Locked up with the rest of the locs 

But whatever the reason my folks are walkin the yard 

Or gettin they guts some 

Tryin to make it home but I think they 

Safer in that pin cause niggas on gin be lettin them Mack 10's 

Bust 32 times 

And niggas who ain't in it gettin shot by 

Standards on the block 

Smokin like bomb 

Fools given up they cell 

Gettin sideways leaven them t-shirts soakin wet 

Retaliation is a must 

So now you know them niggas you was funkin wit 

Gone be at yo do so 

Keep yo hand on yo nina in the valley 

Or get dumped in the alley 

Fuckin around in killa kali 

(Chorus 1) 

Mothers on they knees 

Wit tears in they eyes why 

(cause killa kali is the state of the drive by) 

Mothers on they knees 

Wit tears in they eyes why 

(cause killa kali is the state of the drive by) 

(Chorus 2) 

It's killa kali It's killa kali 

buddahba 

It's killa kali It's killa kali 

buck buck 

It's killa kali It's killa kali 

budduhba 

It's killa kali It's killa kali 

buck buck 

(Verse 2) 

The killins on 

ain't even safe when you at home 

Whatever dirt you do 

gone follow you until you gone 

So pack ya chrome 

And handle your own cause potnas tend to run 

Walked in the party 10 deep and only left wit one 

Real nigga on your team 

But you know how it is 

Can't even trust them niggas that you knew since you was kids 

It ain't no thang 

I let them niggas have it to 

Bitch up and I switch up on that ass before I blast you 

And fools better watch them hoes in they mix 

Seen them chosen and you bid on that set up for a six 

foot ditch with your family in front of you 

So many niggas slip 

That's how they slide a bitch up under you 

I wonder whose the next nigga 

To catch a bullet for sex nigga 

Thought you was cock until they chopped you with them tecs nigga 

I think the game is on its last leg 

Trigga happy niggas wit no heart 

It ain't no used to be 

For your life 

cause out here they quick to take they own 

Snortin that Peruvian 

On Hennessey you know they gone 

can't tell a nigga shit in the 9-5 

All about they scrilla doin niggas in on the side 

Bellin through yo hood buckin fools down 

Gettin caught slippin with they mutherfuckin pants down 

Sleep with one eye open in the valley 

cause everything you love'll get smoked up in killa kali 

(Chorus 1) 

(Chorus 2) 

(Verse 3) 

California niggas be plottin on fools 

Jackin mutherfuckers for them daytons 

And leave that ol' school 

Sittin on with yo face in the dash 

two in the back of yo head 

Rip yo pockets of then laugh 

Then you got them fools on the track pullin out glocks 

Pistol whippin niggas till they drop 

Reach in they draws and take they rocks 

They money 

They rings and they chains 

Without a skimask on 

But can't complain 

Its all in the game 

Follow one of them ballers to they residence 

tyin niggas up 

Lookin for them dead presidents 

Its for the money 

You know the scratch but now we call it scrilla 

It turned them kali niggas into straight killas 

Set trippin on a daily basis 

Vietnam ain't shit on what a nigga in the hood faces 

1-8-7 case 

Cop into a lesser charge 

Three strikes 

Hit you with that L 

Lock behind bars 

Bellin wit a strap 

Punks seem like its waitin 

To catch a nigga slippin or get killed over conversation 

Fuckin wit bitch will get you killed quick 

Niggas let they hoes mow down they homies on the real beitch 

Fools come to kali thinkin club med 

Caught up in the cross fire when them sets bump heads 

Keep yo hand on ya nina in the valley 

Or everything you love'll get smoked up in killa kali 

(Chorus 1)