LYRICS King Lil G - I'm Your Enemy ft. Big Swiisha

Verse 1:
I'm Not Your Friend
I'm Your Enemy
Bullet Holes To Those Pretending To Be Friends With Me
I Think Your Girl Is Kinda Feeling Me
I Hit On The First Day
She Said We Had Chemistry
I'm The Type To Start A Fight For Publicity
I Said Fuck Lil Rob
Now Everybody's Listening
The Truth Is
I Don't Have Beef With Em
I'm Feeling The Way He Spitting
That Orale Rhythm
Firme - Hynas
Innocent People Getting Killed In Drive-Bys
Stories About The Streets
Everytime I Rhyme
Real Mexican Hip-Hop
It's About Time
I'ma Bring It To Your Door
God Forgive Me If I'm Wrong
Fucking Bitches With No Condoms On
Amazed The Way I'm Stealing The Throne
I Bet They Saying That I'm Selling My Soul
Killuminati

Big Swiisha (Chorus) :
From The Streets
Where We Get That
Flip That Work
We Don't Split That Work
Mob Around With G's On My Side
Hoes In My Ride
Talk Yo Shit
But Yo Shit Don't Hurt Me
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout

Verse 2 :
I'm The Muthafucking Truth
Executing Rappers
In The Microphone Booth
Who Gives A Fuck If Capone-E Is a Pakistan
You Need To Realize
He Helped Alot Of Mexicans
Respect
I Don't Care About His Rap Skills
I'm Paying Homage
I'm Just Keeping It Mad Real
He Paved The Way For The Future
Lil G - King Enemy
I Salute Ya
I'm The Voice OF The Immigrants
Voice Of The Innocent Independent Mexicans
Lil G - Munee Boy - Big Swiisha
Young Dopey We Still Riding With Ya
My Team Is Getting Strong
Hit The Weed From The Bong
Kush Smoke In The West Coast
I Had A Dream About Last Night
Double 9 - Big Downer
In The Fast Life

Big Swiisha (Chorus) :
From The Streets
Where We Get That
Flip That Work
We Don't Split That Work
Mob Around With G's On My Side
Hoes In My Ride
Talk Yo Shit
But Yo Shit Don't Hurt Me
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout

So Fuck What You're Talking bout
So Fuck What You're Talking bout

LYRICS King Lil G - Who Shot 2Pac

2Pac Interview (Intro):
I Promise You
I'm Not Even Gonna Be..
I'm A Be So Far From Where I Am Now In 4 Years
God Willing I'm Alive
It's On
I Guarantee You
We Will-We Will Have Our Own Political Party
And It Won't Be Just For Black People
It's Gon' Be For Mexicans...

Uhh Yeah
Here We Go

Verse 1:
It Was Nine - Five
On Your Way To Death Row
Bad Boy Killas
What You Taught Me On The West Coast
Always Screaming Out
Death To My Enemies
A Blue Devil's
On Your Hectic Glass Of Hennesy
Hail Mary - Bury You A Legend
Told The Judge You Was Raised Wrong
And That's Why You Blaze
I Was Only Eleven
I Thought I Was The One
You Were Talking To
When You Said Shorty's Gonna Be A Thug
I'm Writing Poetry
Trying To Follow Your Steps Dog
Trying To Motivate
All Of My Strong Single Moms
Baby Daddies In Prison
The Kids Tell You They Miss 'Em
They Keep Sending You Pictures
Of Every Lonely Christmas
In The Ghetto
We Could Still Hear The Load Guns
And The Government
They Don't Give A Fuck About Us - Us
Deporting All The Immigrants
We Don't Get No Love
Even With A Black President

Chorus:
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
Something Everybody Wants To Know
Worldwide Everywhere That I Go
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
The Realest Muthafucker Ever Born
I'm Talking Bout Coast To Coast
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
Real Gs Never Die
In The California Sunshine
Who The Fuck Shot..

Verse 2:
Killuminati All Through Your Body
Conspiracies
I'm Paranoid
Avoiding Secret Societies
Hand Signs & Pyramids
They Wanna Target Minorities
Black People & Mexicans
I'm Blinded By The Color Of My Bandanna
And Then We Wonder
Why The Government Can't Stand Us
Running From The Police
Let Me Proceed
A Letter To The Pen
Respect To My OGs
I Keep Saying
Fuck The Music In My Radio
2pac Still Bumping In My Stereo
Ballad Of a Dead Soulja
Put It On Ya
You Came from New York
But You Ride For California
I Got The Chills When You Said
It Wouldn't Be L.A. Without Us
And Thats Real - In Gangsta-ville
Raps Changed Like You Wouldn't Believe
Everybody's Favorite Rapper
Is a Muthafucka With Skinny Jeans
I Give a Toast To Makaveli The Don
I'ma Drink This Hennessy
And I'm Gone

Chorus:
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
Something Everybody Wants To Know
Worldwide Everywhere That I Go
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
The Realest Muthafucker Ever Born
I'm Talking Bout Coast To Coast
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?
Real Gs Never Die
In The California Sunshine
Who The Fuck Shot 2pac?

LYRICS King Lil G - Out To Get Me (ft. RC & PJ The Gator)

PJ The Gator (Chorus):
Oh When I'm Rolling In The Streets
What Do I See?
I See Reflections In The Mirror
Plotting On Me
Seems Everybody Is Out To Get Me
Trust No One But Me
What? What?
It's Hard To Separate My Family
From My Enemies

Verse 1:
With All These Haters
Now It's Hard For Me To Focus On
The Good Life
When I Come From Where The Roaches Crawl
Frisco Bens - Tattoos
And My Head Was Bald
Everybody Killa
Who Wants It?
Just Bring It On
I Can't Explain It
My Hood Is Like A Family
I Felt Pain In My Heart
Rest In Peace Shaggy
Tears Going Down My Face
Me & My Brother Solo In The Regal
Loading Up The K
Surrounded By The Biggest Gang
Much Love To My OGs
Folsom & Pelican Bay
Kato We All Miss You
Straight Rider
Nobody Could Fuck With You
Young Dopey
I Love Em Like A Brother
Thats My Loyal Soldier
We Gon' Ride For One Another
I Hope You Get Out Soon
I Got Plans
Let The Haters Talk
While We Advance

PJ The Gator (Chorus):
Oh When I'm Rolling In The Streets
What Do I See?
I See Reflections In The Mirror
Plotting On Me
Seems Everybody Is Out To Get Me
Trust No One But Me
It's Hard To Separate My Family
From My Enemies

Verse 2:
This Muthafucker Is Acting Funny Now
He Wants To Betray Me
Reminds Me Of My Ex Bitches
Acting All Shady
My Ex-Homeboy Is Mad
Cause I Rap And He Raps
And Now He's Frustrated
Trying To Get On The Map
How The Fuck Is It My Fault?
That No One Is Feeling You
Trying To Make Up Excuses
On All My Million Views
My Homies Don't Notice You
Bitches Ain't In To You
I Bet You Hope I Say Your Name
In One Interview
You Cross Your Fingers
But It Won't Happen
Your Father Should Of Taught You
Oh Thats Right
You're A Fucking Bastard
Have Some Respect For Those Who Helped You
Can't You See Its Obvious
The Streets Have Never Felt You
Cause You Fake & You Fucking Plastic
You Think You Rap Sick
Never Had Shit
Never Fucked A Bad Bitch
Stop Saying I'm Your Rival
Admit It Muthafucker I'm Your Rival

PJ The Gator (Chorus):
Oh When I'm Rolling In The Streets
What Do I See?
I See Reflections In The Mirror
Plotting On Me
Seems Everybody Is Out To Get Me
Trust No One But Me
It's Hard To Separate My Family
From My Enemies

LYRICS King Lil G - Narco Corridos

Intro:
Yeah, One Time
Anybody Wanna Go To War With Us?
Every Boss Get At Me

Verse 1:
Never Been Afraid Of Death
Tell Pac I'm Coming Soon
My Music Is The Reflection
Of Makaveli's Wounds
I'm A Fucking King
Put Gold Up In My Tomb
Even Though I Made To Heaven
My Rag Is Still Blue
I'm Dressed In White
And I'm Tatted Too
Visions Of All My Ex Bitches
Loving My Attitude
God Lord Forgive Me
For The Way That I Acted A Fool
I Smash These Other Rappers
What Did I Have To Prove?
My Raps Improved
Hand Guns - I Had A Few
I Caught My Enemy Slippin'
In Lonely Avenues
I'm Sorry But You Bitch Mutherfuckers
Just Had To Go
Around The Same Time
I Sold My First Grams Of Coke
I'm From The Ghetto
My Dad Was Broke
The Fridge Was Empty
With Spoiled Milk
The Ham Was Old
I Use To Look Up At The Sky
Wishing We Had The Most
Gang Banging
Had A Long List Of Fools
We Had To Smoke

Chorus:
Marijuana
Cocaina - Kilos
I'm Talking Bout This Real Shit
Like Narco Corridos
I'm Rapping Real Shit
Like Narco Corridos
Fuck My Rivals
Balas Pa Mis Enemigos
I'm In The Building
Sucios In The Building
I'm In The Building
Sucios In The Fucking Building
I'm In The Building
Sucios In The Building
Nobody Crys After The Death
Of A Drug Dealer

Verse 2:
Rest In Peace Rodello
AKA El Poch Anthrax
The Feds Watching
And Undercovers In Helicopters
Tattooed Gunz
King Enemy Is My Alias
I'm All Of Your Bitches
Dedicated TO All OF The Envies
There You Go
You Can Hate On This
Try But No One Is Changing This
Fuck Discrimination
Against All Illegal Aliens
Rewind That
Put That Shit On Vevo
A Bunch Of Women
Buchanans - Cuernos De Chivo
Grupo Gente Nueva
Private Partys - Corridos
Jewelry And Drug Money
Bitches Loving My Stilo
They Bumping This On The Eastside
Loving This On The Westside
Bumping This On The Southside
Enemies Know I'm Bout Mine
This One IS For El Capo
Fatman And Gatos
Beto My Road Dawg
Sucios I'm Outro

AK47 Cartel Music
Money Making - Always Active
Always Active Music

Chorus:
Marijuana
Cocaina - Kilos
I'm Talking Bout This Real Shit
Like Narco Corridos
I'm Rapping Real Shit
Like Narco Corridos
Fuck My Rivals
Balas Pa Mis Enemigos
I'm In The Building
Sucios In The Building
I'm In The Building
Sucios In The Fucking Building
I'm In The Building
Sucios In The Building
Nobody Crys After The Death
Of A Drug Dealer

King Lil G - King Enemy (2012)

King Lil G - King Enemy (2012)

Tracklist:

1. I’m Your Enemy Ft. Big Swiisha
2. Who Shot 2pac?
3. Narco Corridos
4. Out To Get Me Ft. RC & PJ The Gator
5. Fuck Lil G Ft. Krypto
6. Talk approximately Me
7. Roll With A Strap Ft. Big Swiisha
8. Alkahol
9. Boom Boom Killa Ft. Baby Gunz
10. If You Don’t realize
11. I Don’t Give A Fuck
12. Gun Smoke
13. Make Em Clap Ft. 2tone
14. Midnite Ft. David Ortiz
15. Psycho
16. Forget Your Boyfriend
17. Crush On You Ft. Mike Ness

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