Killers Of Soldiers Lyrics - The Biggie Sound

[Big Sound talkin'] 

Hit! hit the head! 

"Big Sound Thug" is dying to hit you! 

[chorus] 

(Hu huh) You try to copy my style 

(Hu huh) Big hit him and leave it upside down 

(Hu huh) You want to know my AK's? 

(Hu huh) Good days and bad days 

La la la la la la 

(Hu huh) You try to copy my style 

(Hu huh) Big hit him and leave it upside down 

(Hu huh) You want to know my AK's? 

(Hu huh) Good days and bad days 

Na na na na na na 

[verse 1] 

Watch, Biggie is not playin' today 

I know what are your ways 

J. Glock will shoot in your legs 

We have some Ak's and bulletproof vests 

I'm here for you like Al-Qaeda 

My dog is droolin', hit you like ETA 

Rick Slim said, "I take care of that motherfucker" 

I told him: "Calm down! I leave to you this sucker" 

This's the Southside! Burstin' the Westcoast 

Bring the gasoline and candle-lighter, your nigga is roast 

Here don't play! Shoot and bust 

Their heads, breasts, golden bottles, is lust 

[chorus] 

(Hu huh) You try to copy my style 

(Hu huh) Big hit him and leave it upside down 

(Hu huh) You want to know my AK's? 

(Hu huh) Good days and bad days 

La la la la la la 

(Hu huh) You try to copy my style 

(Hu huh) Big hit him and leave it upside down 

(Hu huh) You want to know my AK's? 

(Hu huh) Good days and bad days 

Na na na na na na 

[verse 2] 

Their families are crying for you 

I played the lions and tigers at the Zoo 

Passed the morgue, in a dark alley and ICU 

I didn't do better 

Just like my style I'll live forever 

Trust me! I'll still blow your entire gang 

It's like fame, "boogity boobity" and 

Biggie Sound always wins the game 

[chorus] 

(Hu huh) You try to copy my style 

(Hu huh) Big hit him and leave it upside down 

(Hu huh) You want to know my AK's? 

(Hu huh) Good days and bad days 

La la la la la la 

(Hu huh) You try to copy my style 

(Hu huh) Big Sound keeps puttin' everything down 

(Hu huh) You want to know my AK's? 

(Hu huh) Good days and bad days 

Na na na na na na 

[verse 3] 

I have 60 of them niggaz mad 

Come through with bitches mags 

On the other side raised the white flags 

And here we raise our AR 15 

Look at me! We put fire in his Benz 

The new millionaire on the block! 

Damn, now I got the cream! 

You're slowly dyin' and I'm alive 

This's the perfect time ya dig! 

For its withdrawal from the battlefield 

I'm murderin', I'm so real 

Put it in the bag, throw it in the sea after the seal 

[chorus] 

(Hu huh) You try to copy my style (Southside!!!) 

(Hu huh) Big hit him and leave it upside down 

(Hu huh) You want to know my AK's? (Killers of soldiers!!!) 

(Hu huh) Good days and bad days (Want to be dead too?) 

Na na na na na na (hahaha)