Lyrics
Pick up to six lines to make a card.
Intro: DJ Squeeky
Like this, biatch
Chorus
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the-
Killers from the-
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
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Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
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Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
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Killers from the-
Killers from the Northside
Verse: Lil Gin
Blow a junt, let's get drunk, wizze hizzigh than a bird
Eyeball bloodshot red as hell, meanin' full of fuckin' herb
Young niggas poppin' cones, hoes say my dick is long
Jealous niggas hate this shit, made me wanna shoot my tone
The pimp is in my nature, it made me wanna beat at the
Bitch, that I fuck with, until she start to try the tricks
Made it to my designation, then I grip my cellular
Nigga, where your ass at? Then I load my fuckin' Gat
Verse 2: ?
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Verse 3: ?
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Laid back like a mack, boomin' crack on the track
Outro
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
Killers from the Northside
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