killing me
T.I. feat. Paul Wall Macboney & AK Lyrics

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(TALKIN)
Paul Wall turn the bling in ya teeth down
Will you please turn the bling down in ya mouth
Nigga i left my shades in the car man could you please turn the bling down in ya mouth

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me
you gona see me in tha streets some drama what it's finna be
talk all that shit you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk

We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

(Paul Wall)
You can catch me squeezin GLOCKS pullin triggas and evadin tha cops you dont wanna see me squarading the blocks so i suggest you that you vacade this spot these boys be swearin they hard but you dont want it with the clique i claim you talkin loud but you aint sayin a thang man speak into the mic man CLICK CLACK BANG BANG BANG
You need to be wearin panties cuz you packin pussy,
you better not push me, when Macboney unload the result is
you're gonna be bloody, scabbed up and pussing.
Your talk is cheap I let my actions speak louder than your
words, first I bite, then I bark, keep your cool before I
calm your nerves.
What you know about the place I'm from? (nuttin)
You dunno about the hood I rep. (nope)
You don't want me to unload the clip (no), sink your ship, rearrange your lips. Watch your steps be careful cuz you
stompin heavy on dangerous grounds, I got wind wit a full
twelve rounds keep talkin down and you'll get stomped down.
I don't play the radio and disrespect and attempt to
rearrange your thoughts, the end result is your brains in a box so I suggest that you change your thoughts.

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me
you gona see me in tha streets some drama what it's finna be
talk all that shit you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk
We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

(Macboney)
I'm hotter than lava straight up from the city
Wit somebody's baby mamma, how dey gonna kill me
when I'm ready for da drama? i ain't got nothin to loose
Imma blast all partners den dey ass gon wonder den mash round the corner tryna crash my show, put a tag on ya toe.
Ya'll ain't killas, ya'll just assholes with another hoe
nigga talkin trash like a hoe, this fag gotta go.
Let my trap niggas run up, knock him to da floor
let me punch him with tha ring, get the gators in his throat
Should I let him live? If I gotta ask, hell no.
Hangin hard up his squad that's for dem to consume.
I don't take no stuff, unless it's yo girl wit her legs
straight up when I bust you were [unknown.] spittin
booze out yo car, you a fool by the luck, cuz you finish
what you started and you loose, time-up, put yo brains on
dust cuz you layin on the dust, thought you were bad but
that rife hangin up come fight like a man but yo ass ain't
tough, just a big fat chump. Nigga show em the part where
dey be walkin on wheels, come past for me, I'm waitin for
ya any day nigga, when ya comin? Fuckin with TIP, ask him
how we done it, that was back in the day.
Now we got more banana clips ready for the dumpin, respectin the streets so nobody sayin nothin, AKs so cunnin,
never see me comin, just a bunch of people runnin. Ya'll
niggas don't want it!

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me
you gona see me in tha streets some drama what it's finna be

talk all that shit you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk
We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda bout

Overall Meaning

The song "Killing Me" by T.I. featuring Paul Wall, Macboney, and AK is a rap song that revolves around violence, gang culture, and the concept of being a "real" gangster. The first part of the lyrics is a conversation between Paul Wall and one of the people around him asking him to turn the "bling" in his mouth down. The next part of the song has T.I. rapping about how he is tired of other people swearing that they are "trill" like him and how he is willing to show them what real "murda" is about. Paul Wall then takes over the verse and raps about his experiences and his gang affiliations. Macboney finishes the song with his verse, boasting about his abilities to fight and his desire to confront those who disrespect him or his crew.

The lyrics in "Killing Me" depict the dangerous culture of gang violence and the need for people to prove themselves as real gangsters by being involved in violent acts. The constant talk of guns and the willingness to shoot someone who disrespects them is a warning to anyone who would try to challenge these rappers. The song also highlights how the gang culture can be glamorized and how people are willing to put their lives in danger to prove a point.

Line by Line Meaning

Paul Wall turn the bling in ya teeth down
Please turn down the bling in your mouth

These niggas KILLIN ME swerin that dey trill as me
These people claiming to be as real as me are bothering me

you gona see me in tha streets some drama what it's finna be
You will witness me in the streets, and there might be some trouble

talk all that shit you wanna talk imma let tha burna talk
Speak all the words you want, but my gun will do the talking

We tha ones you heard about we show you what dat murda bout
We're the ones you've heard about, and we'll demonstrate what murder is all about

You can catch me squeezin GLOCKS pullin triggas and evadin tha cops you dont wanna see me squarading the blocks so i suggest you that you vacade this spot
You might catch me holding a gun, dodging the police, and block-walking, and I'd recommend you leave this location

These boys be swearin they hard but you dont want it with the clique i claim you talkin loud but you aint sayin a thang man speak into the mic man CLICK CLACK BANG BANG BANG
These guys think they're tough, but they wouldn't want to mess with my crew. You're speaking loudly but not really saying anything significant, so let me show you what the sound of gunfire is like

You need to be wearin panties cuz you packin pussy,
You're not tough, you're weak

you better not push me, when Macboney unload the result is you're gonna be bloody, scabbed up and pussing.
Don't mess with me, or Macboney will injure you badly

Your talk is cheap I let my actions speak louder than your words, first I bite, then I bark, keep your cool before I calm your nerves.
Your words don't hold much weight, so I'll let my actions do the talking. I'll warn you before attacking, so stay calm

What you know about the place I'm from? (nuttin)
You don't know anything about where I come from

You dunno about the hood I rep. (nope)
You don't know the neighborhood I represent

You don't want me to unload the clip (no), sink your ship, rearrange your lips.
You wouldn't want me to shoot you, which would make you lose everything and injured

Watch your steps be careful cuz you stompin heavy on dangerous grounds, I got wind wit a full twelve rounds keep talkin down and you'll get stomped down.
Be careful where you step, because you are in dangerous territory. I have a loaded firearm and I will take you down if you continue to disrespect me

I don't play the radio and disrespect and attempt to rearrange your thoughts, the end result is your brains in a box so I suggest that you change your thoughts.
I don't tolerate disrespect and I won't try to change your mind. The outcome of your rudeness could lead to your death so think twice

I'm hotter than lava straight up from the city Wit somebody's baby mamma, how dey gonna kill me when I'm ready for da drama? i ain't got nothin to loose Imma blast all partners den dey ass gon wonder den mash round the corner tryna crash my show, put a tag on ya toe.
I'm from the city and I'm fired up, I may have someone's baby mama with me, and I'm ready for any confrontation. I have nothing to lose and will shoot anybody, leaving them confused and dead on the ground with a toe tag

Ya'll ain't killas, ya'll just assholes with another hoe nigga talkin trash like a hoe, this fag gotta go.
You all claim to be killers, but you're just losers. You're talking loudly like a coward, and I'm tired of it

Let my trap niggas run up, knock him to da floor let me punch him with tha ring, get the gators in his throat Should I let him live? If I gotta ask, hell no.
I'll have my trap buddies knock you down, I'll punch you with my ring, and make you choke to death. Should I let you live? No way

Hangin hard up his squad that's for dem to consume.
Making your crew suffer is what they deserve

I don't take no stuff, unless it's yo girl wit her legs straight up when I bust you were [unknown.] spittin booze out yo car, you a fool by the luck, cuz you finish what you started and you loose, time-up, put yo brains on dust cuz you layin on the dust, thought you were bad but that rife hangin up come fight like a man but yo ass ain't tough, just a big fat chump.
I don't accept any nonsense except when it comes to sleeping with your girl. When I start shooting, you'll be spitting out alcohol from your car, and what you started, you'll finish but you'll be on the ground. You thought you were tough, but you're not

Nigga show em the part where dey be walkin on wheels, come past for me, I'm waitin for ya any day nigga, when ya comin? Fuckin with TIP, ask him how we done it, that was back in the day.
Show them how they will need a wheelchair after I finish. I'm waiting for you to come and face me any day, and if you mess with TIP, you'll suffer the same fate we gave people before

Now we got more banana clips ready for the dumpin, respectin the streets so nobody sayin nothin, AKs so cunnin,never see me comin, just a bunch of people runnin. Ya'll niggas don't want it!
We have more ammunition ready and will respect the streets so nobody talks back. We use AKs that are sneaky and no one sees us coming, just people running away. You guys don't want any part of this

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