Lyrics Killa Cap Pilla - Mr. Doctor

Killa Cap Pilla

Yeah killa cap pilla days
Like that check it out
(Doc)
Yo nigga they bustin watch your bacc
God looks at Zo
Yeah its the loc
Pass the motha fuccin nina
Cuz I’m dumpin cuz they dumpin on me
Drop the «Ides» Zo
Lucky I was high popped off five
And something threw me bacc
That ripped the shit up out my side
Damn I’m spinnin
Niggas ain’t kill me yet so I got up dumpin
Them niggas hit so quick how could I do somethin
Damn I’m out too
Around the field and out of Dodge
We coo was breathin hard
Then I seen the hole up in my blues
So now I’m stunned and lift my shirt, right?
Bluesin' my high
I spot the blood not like all over me
But I’m feelin tired
So I passed the strap to Ant
Tight just cuz I’m shot up in my gut
Got this crampin and shit
Zo like «come on Doc, we out»
Now bout this time I ran my ass bacc in the apartment
Got the phone dialed the 9−1-1
Dropped the phone and fell on the floor
Ant like «don't die on me Doc
Loc you gonna stay coo'»
And I’m like «yo cuz nigga bacc up of me
Fool you’re smutherin all my breathin room»
I’m takin short breathes
Would’ve swore to Gardens that I was dead
Big X was right ain’t one motha fucca alive
With a bulletproof forehead
And I’m feelin faint
Knowin my insides is to-up
So now I lay me down
But it’s still Lincoln Village Killa
(Doc)
Now you can’t find not one motha fucca in they set
Ya gets no respect
Betta to clown yo dead folks
Cuz I be yellin Village Killa
And motha fuccas
I be yellin Lincoln Cap Pilla
Now you can’t find not one motha fucca in they set
Ya gets no respect
Betta to clown yo dead folks
Cuz I be yellin Village Killa
And motha fucca
I be yellin Lincoln Cap Pilla
(Doc)
Now a nigga ass got out the motha fuccin Med Center Trama
For twenty-two days I did the days I did the stay
Got out and started bacc on the campaign representin loc
It’s Mr. motha fuccin Doc from the set
All them gangstas know
Can’t none of them fucc with
I’m still on the spot
And watch somejealous-ass ol' Granz
Get with some youngstas just by hangin with Doc
Now that’s some real bitch type shit
Nigga so how you fuccin with me
I gets my ride on betta all day
It’s E-B-K
So killa on the rival nigga peela niggas dome
With a motha fuccin nina nigga kill of all ya
It don’t stop it don’t quit nigga rolls who you fuccin with
When I get off they blocc I’m bout to have my ass an empty clip
Taste these nuts fucc with the sluts
Look at flag nigga don’t it make you mad
When I threw up yo set then shoot a killa
And I’m all up out this bitch
2 minutes 9 seconds nigga
Now I lay me down
But it’s still Lincoln Village Killa
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
(Outro)
(Gigglin)
Yeah yeah I know I know
Know what I’m sayin
Motha fuccin ain’t goin to stop bangin now
Y’all think that shit’s over
I don’t go for shit
Know what I’m sayin I got respest for my niggas man
I’m just on a different level you know
This nigga got to handle his you know
(Gigglin)
Y’all niggas is sicc nigga thinkin that shit is over with
Nigga it’s still Rip no matter what I’m doin nigga
My little cuz is on his own level you know
(Gigglin)
Fucc that nigga
How mothafuccas gonna go out like that nigga
Motha fucca kill you nigga
You should kill yoouself you can’t kill him bacc nigga
(Gigglin)
That’s on Locc 2 Da Brain
(Gigglin)
You know what I’m sayin
Y’all niggas stray
You know what I’m sayin
Nigga like me
That nigga Lynch you know
I’m not givin a fucc
You know what I’m sayin
Steadily tryna to have some love for motha fuccas
That nigga Doc nigga he on a different level nigga
That nigga got to handle his nigga
There’s only one life to live you know
(Gigglin)
Oh shit these niggas
These niggas thought that shit was over
Nigga this shit ain’t near over nigga
Motha fucca ai’t scared of a bullet wound nigga
I’m carryin a bullet wound nigga
You know
Ain’t nothin wrong with bein on a different level nigga
But you go to respect what my niggas doin
(Gigglin)
This shit got me crazy nigga
This shit is just a trip nigga
It ain’t based on the fact I’m high nigga
I’m just really trippin of this shit nigga
Motha fucca can’t be scared nigga
He’s not dead yet nigga
Nigga you got your time
(Gigglin)
You got your time nigga
It just wasn’t his time nigga
Y’all motha fuccas should have did him
(Gigglin)
I’m do a fool nigga
I don’t want no motha fucca comin after me
But nigga it’s all the way on
It’s all the way on
(Gigglin)
It’s Lincoln Village nigga
I call that nigga Lincoln Village Killa