Sniper Gang - Halloween Bill Kill lyrics

[Intro] Ayy don't play with me no more Kill Bill Real spill Helluva made this beat, baby [Chorus] Ayy, when that money on the line ni**as say the round But when those bullets go to flyin' ni**as change they mind I shot that choppa cuz this b*tch don't know the old side??? And I just found out that b*tch playin' both sides These ni**as they aimin' at my v-neck for this whole time It's like I'm playing Russian roulette with this .45 Swear I ain't seen my ni**a v-necks in a long time These ni**as was hating and I ain't see that, I was goin' blind [Verse] I shook back off that, y'all already know what I mean If you ain't caught nobody hungry I don't want you on my team I'm smokin' death, I roll on X, I pour promethazine I don't take no threat, I keep a TEC, y'all know me better than me I was in New Orleans, shoulda stopped by the Me Rest in peace, Soulja Slim, free lil' BG I'm pulling scams, selling grams like the nominees I really played when I should have stayed with Dominique I was jacking folks, I was dropping locs, cuz I was tryna eat I was selling dope right out the door, them folks was watchin' me I remember nights I have no lights, this sh*t was hard for me I grew up poor, I ain't have no hope, I ain't have no pot to pee I'm creepin' through, I don't do no molly, I'm on a fu*kin percy I'm tryna stack a few more bodies for my fu*kin birthday And all I want for my birthday is a few more bodies And when it's all said and done we gonna see who smilin' My ni**a pulled up on me told me how he peeped the setup It wasn't for me but why you wanna see my ni**as wet up I'm bringing pain to a ni**a and I won't ever let up I'm leaving stains on a ni**a like my name ketchup Before you beef with me lil' ni**a you better run the check-up I'm slidin' by your momma house in a brand new rental These ni**as hate I swear forgot em' I'm on a brand new level I don't do no flags I put my life on the instrumental I shoulda been a rockstar cuz I woulda been totin' metal I ain't like these other rap ni**as I still be in the ghetto I put my dogs in a safehouse in Sacramento These ni**as be b*tches don't really be with it these ni**as be wearin' stilettos [Chorus] When that money on the line ni**as say the round But when those bullets get to flyin' ni**as change they mind I shot that choppa cuz this b*tch don't know the old side And I just found out that b*tch playin' both sides These ni**as was aimin' at my v-neck for this whole time It's like I'm playing Russian roulette with this 45 Swear I ain't seen my ni**a v-necks in a long time These ni**as was hating and I ain't see that, I was goin' blind