Darrell "Digga" Branch - Come k** Me lyrics

[Skit] Yo Weez wasup man Yo word man, you hear them n***as man Them n***as is p**y man, word man What happened? What happened? Yo them n***as is dead man, we gon k** them n***as man T-Today, I... Straight like that today man We gon murder them n***as man Assed out man I heard they do they thing though Son don't worry about that man, we gon do our thing n***a Yeah I'm feelin that let's go k** them n***as man No doubt [Hook] You wanna k** me come and do it I don't give a f** Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up Yo check it out now, uh, yo, yo [Verse 1] Yo, subliminal thoughts, 100 Centre Street, criminal court Pissy drunk up in here, brought in gin to court It's like a biscuit, judging my dick though, case acquitted For this dough I'll do whatever it takes to get it So, chain danglers, are in danger When I skate with your ice like the Rangers, a**ume later Boss b**h though, goin out like Tomb Raider Booth razors, a few blazers, who raised him He speak Eboni-, me and my goddaughter C-Hanni Come through with the mean Tommy, ask you if you seen mommy And she three feet behind me Why my whole life is like the repeat of Gahndi Me and G O D, from C O C, like got dough C O D A S A P, A S A P Play me, you crazy, and your mother a** fat So I laid her on her stomach bust your brothers on her back Never rubber on or cap, I'm a raw specialist Make me more devilish, me and my who*es never kiss Though, motherf**er we was prone to die Just my green top, yo we own inside, motherf**er [Hook] You wanna k** me come and do it I don't give a f** Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up We gon ball till we fall, gon ride in the five Keep pies in our eyes, stay high til we die You wanna k** me come and do it I don't give a f** Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up We keep a clip in our sh**, keep a brick on the trip Keep a chick in the whip, gettin licked the six [Verse 2] Ayo they used to call me "Work Out" Cuz before I brought my work out, I used to work out n***as wanna make deals, na na I want work out Now murk out, before you get cursed out Bangin they fun, same as the sun Hidin from the church when you slang to the nuns Chumps come through with giraffe and orangatang guns The very best, you petty theft, you seem soft I'm seven judges up in Supreme Court Mean thoughts all over a teen porch Wait, don't have to tell you sh** Matter fact, pat him down, who the hell you wit? Yo you wack money, wait around all day for pack money Get a gold chain talkin bout you got the Ac' money? But everything's gonna to be all right, why Cause every ring's gonna be all ice and You wanna k** me come and do it I don't give a f** Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up [Hook] [Verse 3] This n***a with the ice mug stuntin? [He won't bust nothing] Yo, talkin bout he gon' touch somethin [He won't bust nothing] Yo sayin that he too much frontin [He won't bust nothing] Yo, he just a fake thug bluffin [He won't bust nothing] And his man with the ice grill frontin [He won't k** nothing] Yo, he outside with the mil frontin [He won't k** nothing] Talkin bout he some real somethin [He won't k** nothing] Sayin yo I'mma k** something! [He won't k** nothing] Not a collecter of Pica**o, but everybody in my scepter got dough Neglect a rock row, go to charve and not dough ho Hector, Camacho, mi amigo rockin in the Saab b**h Marksmen in the mob, and Cam know it That's why I keep the BLAM BLAM loaded Club grand open, next week we grand close it, come and k** me Get the f** outta here! This sh** is f**in closed! Get the f** outta here motherf**er I'll k** you! [Hook]