Cam’ron - Come Kill Me lyrics

Yo Weez wasup man
Yo word man, you hear them niggas man
Them niggas is pussy man, word man
What happened? What happened?
Yo them niggas is dead man
We gon kill them niggas man t Today, I
Straight like that today man
We gon murder them niggas man assed out man
I heard they do they thing though
Son don't worry about that man
We gon do our thing nigga
Yeah I'm feelin that let's go
Kill them niggas man no doubt

You wanna kill me come and do
It I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up

Yo check it out now, uh, yo, yo

Yo, subliminal thoughts, 100 Centre Street
Criminal court pissy drunk up in here
Brought in gin to court
It's like a biscuit, judging my dick though
Case acquitted
For this dough I'll do whatever
It takes to get it
So, chain danglers, are in danger
When I skate with your ice like the Rangers
Assume later
Boss bitch though, goin out like Tomb Raider
Booth razors, a few blazers, who raised him
He speak Eboni-
Me and my goddaughter C-Hanni
Come through with the mean Tommy
Ask you if you seen mommy
And she three feet behind me
Why my whole life is like
The repeat of Gahndi
Me and G O D, from C O C
Like got dough C O D a s a p, a s a p
Play me, you crazy, and your mother ass fat
So I laid her on her stomach
Bust your brothers on her back
Never rubber on or cap, I'm a raw specialist
Make me more devilish
Me and my whores never kiss
Though, motherfucker we was prone to die
Jeff Mob, green top, yo we own inside
Motherfucker

You wanna kill me come and do
It I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We gon ball till we fall
Gon ride in the five
Keep pies in our eyes, stay high til we die
You wanna kill me come and do
It I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
We keep a clip in our shit
Keep a brick on the trip
Keep a chick in the whip
Gettin licked the six

Ayo they used to call me "Work Out"
Cuz before I brought my work out
I used to work out niggas wanna make deals
Na na I want work out
Now murk out, before you get cursed out
Bangin they fun, same as the sun
Hidin from the church when you
Slang to the nuns
Chumps come through with giraffe
And orangatang guns
The very best, you petty theft, you seem soft
I'm seven judges up in Supreme Court
Mean thoughts all over a teen porch
Wait, don't have to tell you shit
Matter fact, pat him down
Who the hell you wit? Yo you wack money
Wait around all day for pack money
Get a gold chain talkin bout
You got the Ac' money?
But everything's gonna to be all right, why
Cause every ring's gonna be all ice and
You wanna kill me come and do
It I don't give a fuck
Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up


Not a collecter of Picasso
But everybody in my scepter got dough
Neglect a rock row
Go to charve and not dough ho
Hector, Camacho
Mi amigo rockin in the Saab bitch
Marksmen in the mob, and Cam know it
That's why I keep the BLAM BLAM loaded
Club grand open, next week we grand close it
Come and kill me

Get the fuck outta here! This
Shit is fuckin closed!
Get the fuck outta here
Motherfucker I'll kill you!