LYRICS: KILO [YOU ONLY DIE ONCE]

CHROUS:

I JUS GOT BURNT 4 A KILO/(KILO)

SO NOW I GOTTA CALL MY AMIGO/(AMIGO)

IM SORRY 2 INFORM U BUT A NIGGA GOT GOT/

BUT IM GLAD 2 INFORM U DAT DA NIGGA GOT POP'D/X2

OPEN UP THE BLOCK WATCH THE FLAKES FLY/

I DARE U SNIFF THIS… U'LL GET SUPER HIGH/

MF' DARE I GOT'M COMPRESSED/

ALL U GOTTA DO IS SAY YES/

FLOETRY THIS DRUG DEALERS POETRY/

SNIFFING OFF THE BRICK SCOOP THE POWDER WITH HIS ROSARY/

THANK GOD FOR THE COCA LEAF, I NEED ANOTHER COFFE POT/

I JUST LOST A NINE IN THE SINK WHERES THE SODA BOX/

SIMILAR TO LAVA IN THE BAHAMAS YEAH IM SORTA HOT/

WE BUSY DUCKING FEDS MANE MF' CORNER COPS/

HURRY UP AND WRITE THE TICKET PIG I GOT BLOW TO KHOP/

MF THE STASH BOX ACE HE KEEP THE 40 COCKED/

I DARE U LAY A FINGER ON ME LOSE YA ARM, NICE WATCH/

NICE RING…THROW AWAY THE ARM.. GET THE JEWELRY CLEAN/

SHOTS RING GUN NVR JAM KEEP THE UZI CLEAN/

ITS A DIRTY GAME… ITS A NOT MOVIE SCENE/

CHROUS:

I JUS GOT BURNT 4 A KILO/(KILO)

SO NOW I GOTTA CALL MY AMIGO/(AMIGO)

IM SORRY 2 INFORM U BUT A NIGGA GOT GOT/

BUT IM GLAD 2 INFORM U DAT DA NIGGA GOT POP'D/X2

A WOLF IN DESIGNER CLOTHING, SURROUNDED BY THE GREEN US OPEN/

OF COURSE I STAY SMOKING, THE CRIPS STILL LOCING/

THE BLOODS STILL DOGGIN SO THE BALL STILL  ROLLING/

THIS GANGLAND BUST YA F'N HEAD OPEN/

WITNESS SAW IT ALL FACE MACCAULAY CULKIN/

IDK WHO MAKE THE BEST GUNS RUSSIANS OR ISRAELIS/

I'LL MAKE SURE I'LL ASK THE IRISH WHEN I MEET'M AT TELLY/

WHEN I TALK TO MY KIDS IM HEAR CLICKS ON MY CELLY/

TELL THE FEDS THEY NEED MORE THAN A WIRE TAP TO NAIL ME/

SO BE CAREFUL WHAT U TELL ME WHEN U CALLIN JACK/

MENTION CRACK ON MY JACK & I'LL NVR CALL BACK/

I GOT DIGI ON THE LINE WHEN I CALL HE CALL BACK/

HE GOT SOSA ON THE LINE WHEN HE CALL HE CALL BACK/

ITS GETTIN CLOSE TO THANKSGIVING EVERY FALL WE FALL BACK/

I BE SOMEWHERE DOWN IN TEXAS WITH 5TH FALLING FLAT/

THE PROSECUTOR CALL'M WITNESS MY NIGGAZ WE CALL'M RAT/

IF U CALL URSELF A REAL NIGGA THEY SHOULD NVR CALL U THAT/

GOT AMIGO ON THE JACK HE SAID A KILO AINT JACK/

SO IF I AINT A D-BOY THEN WHAT DO CALL THAT/

CHROUS:

I JUS GOT BURNT 4 A KILO/(KILO)

SO NOW I GOTTA CALL MY AMIGO/(AMIGO)

IM SORRY 2 INFORM U BUT A NIGGA GOT GOT/

BUT IM GLAD 2 INFORM U DAT DA NIGGA GOT POP'D/X2