Killaz In The Park

"Okey what we have here?"

we have a 187 black male, fictim of possibly 18 years of age...

gun shot wound to the head

look like he is been dead of possibility 2 hours "uha"

when we received a phone call quite sometime ago

but you know how it's when people have to come down into the Park

and don't nobody wanna come down here

"yeah, were any witnesses step forward?"

Shit, witnesses down in this motherfucker?

who's the is gonna come forward down here

"Okey, well let's get this area tipped off

let's move these people back outta the way, behind the tape

let's get those cars outta here and get that car down here

and pick up this motherfuckin dead body"

I want all y'all get the move in this shit

everybody get back, everybody get back

take the, yeah, take the tape overthere, would you please

Okey, man, it's always a killing in the park.

it's all like everyday, if you want some tray

if you want some gun play

straight killas in the park

straight killas in the park

if it ain't that right time of the day

I think you better walk around the other way

straight killas in the park

straight killas in the park

watch young brother now watchin me get game

well let me tell you about this little spot

where we check by the block mate, yeah it's servin'

straight claimin killas in the park

put some out for my dead homies and my niggaz stuck to the rock

if you look up in the ride you'll see this

Regals, colorists, foes, trays and big fat black Doodle

light posted hundred smokes for my folks, and case of Hennessy

a couple of pounds of this stinky trees

a few rats with mobile phone to keep calling the shit

let's know when it's on

even rollin chick inside worse and worst got beef

dwellin, while we still drug sellin'

but y'all don't heard that xxxx from me...Oooh baby please

what y'all know about killas in the park

that's the drums sound 40 felons holdin ground

and I aid across you by the little B.G.'s-> Ghetto Boys

cause y'all couldn't see this, they will known me enemies

straight provin to help us with that chicken movin

nine times outta ten

we tell 'em meet us at the park at the dark

to see where your nuts at

20 niggaz with straps, 20 more with they packs, fully automatic

my people stalk to see me, smelling like a gang with me

leavin niggaz start killings in the park

nigga who in the you think you're talking to

nigga you won't remember xxxx when come through, out your coma

it's compton and pomona

killas in the park from Cali' to Arizona

you can't walk through the park, niggaz crazy of the dark

keep your hand on the gun or nigga you'll be on the run

niggaz camoflauged in the night

packin Desert Eagles and 22's nigga the fight

and them police that be thinkin they slick

with they headlights on, tryin to creep, they can xxxx a fat dick

take your pig in the pimp clinic

stay yourout the park cause this crazy niggaz be off in it

but I see you niggaz there selling 'lley

hitting switches with your every motherfuckin day

so beware of the killas in the park

and get your xxx on before it get dark, uhh niggaz

you got to watch your back for the po-po's, creepin up out suburb-os

come on up the creep, for your works and your heap

deepest think then can get.. I gets the xxxx about the one time

it's just another player heater tryin' to take mine

yo, we regulate the buck them dawn to dusk

so if the one time one, stash your gauge, you'll shut the xxxx up

cause they be comin with that black killing black

you better watch your back because the streets full of pack

think it to myself yeah I'ma dump motherfucker

got me y'all off ??? tryin to act like ain't did nothin'

but 'til the minute I slipped

yo, they'll all up in my mamma house trippin this shit

it's like my homies used to say

if it gets that deep you got to put the to sleep

and make the park once more won't safer

cause dumb xxxx comin between we and my paper

he that be in the park gettin rolled up?

it be that nigga Short stopper sellin' cut up

yo, he ain't the homie, so we can't check

it ain't personal nigga it's respect

yo, if I ain't part on swings, I'm in the basketball court

I'm in the T-shirt, chuck T's and cut off Khaki short

junkies come and call me lil' boot camp

I'm goin and see now, I'ma screamin New child

yeah, big ball going off like the mugg man, it's 9-1-1 man

stash the gold, take by the wrong man

I just served then I ain't this trick

uhh, now we gettin restart quick

I turned around and said fool you're a snitch

I shot him in his junky-Ass-Bitch

I'ma killa from the park