Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
I want the newest bills newest drip i got a pool to fill
They watching my life foreal my life is real it look like a movies still
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
Im tired of these niggaz they lame
Why they keep calling my name
I got voices in my brain
Telling me to go insane
I got big funds i got big drums on a big gun look like tree trunks
If he act dumb tell a op come
Turn a suspect to a victim
Got a glock to and a smithen if he act rude he can pick on
I don't talk shit i get shit done
Give your bitch nuts she a chipmunk
Im tired of these niggaz they bitch
Im the hardest in the 6
Break the cookie like its ritz watch the fiend take a hit
Bunch of chickens on the block
Trap looking like a barn
Bunch of horses on the lot shit looking like a farm
I was taught to be armed don't trust a nigga be smart
When you doing your part niggaz quick to do you harm leave you lying in the dark
Im the top one made the trap jump
They don't wanna see me making rap fund
Do it random get a ransom looking for your nigga he's in that blunt
Theirs real niggaz on the bench
Bitch niggaz getting runs
Momma couldn't pay her rent
Had to hustle for the funds
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
I want the newest bills newest drip i got a pool to fill
They watching my life foreal my life is real it look like a movies still
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
Roney - Mood to Kill Lyrics
Roney - Mood to Kill Lyrics
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Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
I want the newest bills newest drip i got a pool to fill
They watching my life foreal my life is real it look like a movies still
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
Im tired of these niggaz they lame
Why they keep calling my name
I got voices in my brain
Telling me to go insane
I got big funds i got big drums on a big gun look like tree trunks
If he act dumb tell a op come
Turn a suspect to a victim
Got a glock to and a smithen if he act rude he can pick on
I don't talk shit i get shit done
Give your bitch nuts she a chipmunk
Im tired of these niggaz they bitch
Im the hardest in the 6
Break the cookie like its ritz watch the fiend take a hit
Bunch of chickens on the block
Trap looking like a barn
Bunch of horses on the lot shit looking like a farm
I was taught to be armed don't trust a nigga be smart
When you doing your part niggaz quick to do you harm leave you lying in the dark
Im the top one made the trap jump
They don't wanna see me making rap fund
Do it random get a ransom looking for your nigga he's in that blunt
Theirs real niggaz on the bench
Bitch niggaz getting runs
Momma couldn't pay her rent
Had to hustle for the funds
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
I want the newest bills newest drip i got a pool to fill
They watching my life foreal my life is real it look like a movies still
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
I want the newest bills newest drip i got a pool to fill
They watching my life foreal my life is real it look like a movies still
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
Im tired of these niggaz they lame
Why they keep calling my name
I got voices in my brain
Telling me to go insane
I got big funds i got big drums on a big gun look like tree trunks
If he act dumb tell a op come
Turn a suspect to a victim
Got a glock to and a smithen if he act rude he can pick on
I don't talk shit i get shit done
Give your bitch nuts she a chipmunk
Im tired of these niggaz they bitch
Im the hardest in the 6
Break the cookie like its ritz watch the fiend take a hit
Bunch of chickens on the block
Trap looking like a barn
Bunch of horses on the lot shit looking like a farm
I was taught to be armed don't trust a nigga be smart
When you doing your part niggaz quick to do you harm leave you lying in the dark
Im the top one made the trap jump
They don't wanna see me making rap fund
Do it random get a ransom looking for your nigga he's in that blunt
Theirs real niggaz on the bench
Bitch niggaz getting runs
Momma couldn't pay her rent
Had to hustle for the funds
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
I want the newest bills newest drip i got a pool to fill
They watching my life foreal my life is real it look like a movies still
Im in the mood to kill mood to drill im in the mood foreal
Writer: Tyrone Noel Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)