Meek Mill
Текст песни Ooh Kill Em

Get'em right...
Oh, oh kill'em, oh kill'em, oh
La da da You ready?
l You ready?
I don't think they is

Nowadays everybody wanna talk
Like they got something to say
But nothin' comes out when they move they lips
I spit crack for my niggers that be moving bricks
With they exclusive bitch
Sipping on Amaretto when she loose and shit
Niggers sleeping on me
Then I Freddy Kruegish
With a few Philly niggers
That be shooting shit
I'm like Dre wish I had
My nigger Snoop for this
Oh, I grew up, I screw up an oz of crack
Then I blew up they knew us before all this rap
I been knew it was shooters
You fuck around with me
Get smoked like a hooka
My ruger go booyah
I do it for the streets
You do it for the nigger with the backpack
I do it for the niggers on the corner
Tryna make a meal ticket with a crack pack
Hold up wait a minute let me back track
Hold gave you 24, let you have that
Man you claiming you the king of New York
What the fuck wrong with you nigger? Step back
Hundred shots, aim straight at your snap cap
Everybody want the crown so I snatch that
Heard your gun go dododo
Well my gun go bap bap bap bap bap
What the fuck I gotta whisper to niggers
To earn my respect just to get to these niggers
Go either takeover a jigger on niggers
I really go 2Pac and Biggie on niggers
What the fuck wrong with him
Like really I'm sick of you niggers
You've been in the game like a year and some change
And you feeling yourself
So I'm killing these niggers like

Hold up, wait
Let the beat come back and the streets come back
Niggers on the west tryna
Make the east come back
Make me grow these nappy braids
Make the beast come back like
Hold up, wait
And a nigger fuck around
Get the ricco act
Shoot, shoot, and one
Where my free throw at?
And my lil'nigger Bobby
Can't prolly eat those flats
Like oh kill'em, oh kill'em
Oh kill'em, oh kill'em

They know Meek Milly
I barely went gold
But Meek Milly look like he sold two million
All this new money
I'm getting my nigger
I swear I don't know what to do with it
Yeah it's Meek Milly,
I'm bombing on rappers
I really don't give a fuck who with'em
Pair with a nigger like me one time
Like me one time
And y'all forgot about me
Acting like I don't really want mine
What the fuck wrong with'em?
Know how we feeling,
Let me get back to it
Like ooh kill'em
Oh kill'em
Oh kill'em, oh kill'em, oh kill 'em, oh