Doc Doom - k**a 4 Life lyrics

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Doc Doom - k**a 4 Life lyrics

[Intro: Doc Doom (Monk)] k**a Bee Gang for life, n***as bang for stripes We will gang bang ya wife, then slang that b**h ice Stop playin' n***a (stop playin', Black Knights, what?) West Coast (west coast) k**a Bee Gang, n***a Yo Monk, Monk, get ya sniff n***a (Wu-Tang gang, get the sh** started) [Chorus 3X: Doc Doom] I'mma be a k**a 4 Life, k**a 4 Life [Interlude: Monk] It's on, n***a, these n***as trippin' (f** that n***a, we.. We might lose our life on this one, n***a) [Doc Doom] I stay on the grind like hustle men, raps Gitchi Dan Runnin' from police in Wu vans, stash the contraband Gangsta lime life, we smack n***as up that don't rap right On Black Knights, we take flight on s**as on sight The k**a Bee Gang for life, n***as bang for stripes We will gang bang ya wife, then slang her ice For the right price, I'll even take that hoe life Drop the money like hot dice, and I'll fix her up real nice The greedy type, runnin' through red lights and construction sites Just to get away from the cops, cuz I ain't doin' life f** that, if the po's dump, then Monk dump back [RuggedMonk] Trust that, if the po's dump, then Doc, I'll dump back Leave that a** wit no get back in broad daylight On Black Knights, I'mma stay down for life Bang'n the hood, snatchin' mics and rockin' spotlights We live the hood life, that's why our attitude is so rude Stay down and do dirt, push work and punish fools Disrespect your crew, I don't give a f**, you can get it too We stay true, til this k**a Gang, k**a Bee Click, is what I claim You talk sh**, get ripped without a chance to see ya man split Cuz I'mma k**a 4 Life, k**a 4 Life, k**a 4 Life, and bang for life [Chorus 3X] [Rugged Monk] Who the realest on the streets? Is it the crips or bloods Pimps or thugs, n***as who just dent ya mugs For jealousy, envy, greed or lust High off the dust, I ain't the one, you play me close, you'll get touched I'm a street n***a, roam the hood blocks, I keep the heat co*ked-THEY- Slapped up speed bumps in the hood, to slow down speed knots But walk by's and drive by's, still go on Bodies drop like flies, when the heat get drawn Closed distance, long range, blow ya brains, it's all the same Index and thumb curve, simple and plain Hit you up like Black Knights, n***a what up? Shut up, before I get Doc to f** ya off [Doc Doom] And dog I keep the block way hotter than Lil' Wayne When my pistols flame make you muthaf**as feel the pain from my steady aim Ya know, who's to blame, Doc Doom's the name From the Black Knights, West Coast k**a Bee Gang Hit 'em up, wit that real sh**, that Cali cap peel sh** That red and blue rag, body bags, zip the feel sh** Real quick, we really ain't the ones you wanna deal wit Cuz real quick, we have the homies pay ya a** a visit We misfits who run wit guns, that's unlisted And these guns'll run you f*ggots out ya own districts So don't get us twisted wit the next crew n***a, this the West Wu, Black Knights, we specialize in gun, fool [Chorus to the end]