Juelz Santana - k** 'em lyrics

Dude come on, you know what you gotta do this time around...k** 'em [Hook] You n***as ain't nuthin...k** 'em You n***as is frontin'...k** 'em You n***as don't want it k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em My n***as they get it...money Ya'll n***as can't get it...money We'll k** ya to get it... Money, money, money, money [Verse 1 - Juelz Sanatana] It's like everything I'm doing is gangsta My whole movement is gangsta, I maneuver with gangstas I put the T-are-you into gangstur, I'm a nuisance to gangstas I be shootin' at gangstas...k** 'em If he blink wrong...k** 'em If he think wrong...k** 'em Show this muthaf**a these ain't no paintballs...k** 'em Put his 8 ball, dead in the side pocket Some lead from a hot rocket, left in his side pocket...k** 'em f** a microwave, that'll turn his head into a hot pocket I'm begging you, ock stop it, cause never do I stop it Whenever do I pop it, I k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em Yeah, I lay around all day, with the pound all day Dog, I don't play around all day, no I pop up with the glock, like it's groundhog's day And then I let a round off maynn Now how that sound off maynn, when that pound go bang Ya face chow ol mein, byeeee....chow lo mein I'm great, when you see me, bow 'ol maynn [Hook 2x] [Verse 2 - Juelz Santana] When the glock go bang, when the shot go bang All you goin' hear is k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em And I'm not no game, I pop those thangs All you goin' hear is k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em, k** 'em For them nachos, I'll k** ya, for my block yo, I'll k** ya Let this n***a know he's not no guerilla And that's not no chinchilla, that's a chopped up gorilla That they chopped up to get ya, and you bought it, k**a This is not a real n***a, he is not in my picture I eat lobster for dinner, he got spam on his plate He got ham on his plate, I don't eat pork Hand me some steak, n***a hand me some cake 'Fore I hand you a eight, like a muthaf**in' hand that you shake...b**h Give you five n***a, I'm alive n***a Who, what, where, when ,why n***a, I n***a...k** 'em [Hook] [Verse 3 - Cam'Ron] What's my name...k**a, who I be with...k**as What them b**hes say...k**a, k**a, k**a, k**a There go a cat fight, b**hes they spar for dome In the car they foam, never seen cars with phones Santana, I give any part to homes Eye ear heart or bone, back out the orange cones Even though I go right at the Sergant's dome Right with my orange stones, we aren't home Get moving and took out, I'm using the hood route Hustla please, man you was the lookout Man just lookout, I'ma raging bull, with amazing ??, so I'm Paid in Full But this no movie prop, doggy this the oozie rod That leave ya cutie rootie, tootie, lil bootie pac This my dutie doc, you try to sue me, stop How you judge me, I get Judge Judy shot Now sue me ox, I just lay and smile I'll rape ya child, they won't make the trial... k**a, k**a, Santana, Dipset, k**a