NAS - Pussy Killz lyrics

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    "Pussy Killz"
    Ugh
    Crazy
    HA [echo]
    Yo pussy kill me
    Ugh Ugh
    Ya ya ya
    Huh
    Ugh Ugh Ugh
    
    Pussy kill me when I was born (what)
    Pardon me I rephrase it departed mommy wound decayin
    I look at the bright side, the fact that I got a life side
    Born 73 (September right Nas)
    True, Virgo child
    The first thing I learned is money makes the world go round
    On a small planet, its 10 women to 1 man
    I wonder how we managed
    To say vows and walk a straight line in marriage
    Niggas is some nasty creatures, bitches even nastier
    They throw it at your boy and it’s hard for me to pass it up
    Freaky ho's licken niggas ass and nuts
    Stupid bitch bragen till her baby dad went nuts
    And now were looking for me, 2 cars deep
    Rollin up on niggas
    Barrel out da window, Asking (you nas peeps)
    I can't here dat 2 4 5 nigga grad at
    Pass it to me sucker for love niggas I blast at
    I swear my dick is gonna get me into trouble, I pissin bubble
    I thought I felt a sharp pain betta stick to rubbers
    When lain, hooker after hooker down and day
    Watch out for diseases, the doctors can't name em
    Just a thought we all fuck the same chicks
    Some play like they innocent
    Fucken entertainers, and basket ball players
    The bitch is a ho
    But still some of yall il say ya put your dick in her dough
    You’re just a nigger that life to her, she thought your crazy
    Now your monkey ass want to shoot the pimp that pipes her
    She had your baby, now you a lifa
    The suicide note you write her
    Pussy kills
    
    [Chorus X2]
    O what a thrill inside a bitch feel
    Gotta be strong and handle, it is real
    Pussy killz
    Mad shots keep a nigga open
    Bitch have a nigga’s gun smoking
    pussy killz
    
    My nigga James got married same girl he went to school with
    Nice girl, nerd with glasses, he was to stuck
    Studied for her masters, part time nurse
    I tell you how superb the ass is, but who’s looking
    And I mean that’s my man, maybe I just took a peek
    Maybe I wondered what it would be like, syke, cause James and me like
    I was with A Z like, Luke and Han Solo
    Fuckin with niggas girls, forbidden, that’s a no no
    It’s death and we’re real niggas civilized guards
    And there ain’t to many niggas like Nas I’m trust worthy
    Plus I know a dude that caught his wife cheatin
    Killed his baby, killed his wife, and took his own life even
    Happy for James cause real bitches hard to come by
    This nigga found one, I told him he was lucky an clown something
    Rollin up duckies while watching Roy Jones in round one
    He froze put his to the t.v. about an inch close
    Move outa the way nigga what the fuck the matter with you, you blind
    He pointed to the front row, thought he was losing his mind
    She was supposed to be with her sick mother
    Left for the weekend, stress when she was leaving, now she next to some nigga cheesin
    He’s having trouble breathing (breathing)
    He pictured them making noises, grindin em and kissin em
    Yellin, ain’t no telling where her lips have bin
    Left her foul messages, she came home no lesser then
    Ten minutes later and they start wrestling, and screamin
    She said she missed her flight that evening
    She never left, she wasn’t at the fight u speakin
    That’s Vegas this is New York you bugin
    I held up my hand for dat, but he wouldn’t touch it
    I was like when u started actin like that, this is dumbness
    Gave me a crazy look and started swingin punches
    I ducked couldn’t believe it, the niggas so wet 
    He got his gad and started squeezin, hit two police men
    Neighbors dialed 911 they heard the thumpin
    Wounded cops kicked in the door and started dumpin
    Me and his wife hit to the floor she smelt strange
    My comrade was breathing no more they killed James
    
    [Chorus X2]
    O what a thrill inside a bitch feel
    Gotta be strong and handle, it is real
    Pussy killz
    Mad shots keep a nigga open
    Bitch have a nigga’s gun smoking
    pussy killz
    
    
    [Thanks to  Silver_turbo7@hotmail.com  for these lyrics]

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