I Kill People! ft Tadoe & Chief Keef RR
Trippie Redd Lyrics
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You know how the fuck we bleed, man
We get money and kill people, man
You hear me, man?
We don't rap beef, man
We slide, man, we drill people, man
Bomin' like Obama do and trap for the gunner too, man
I only speak facts and count racks, man, and send packs, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real Regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real Regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Tote somethin' illegal
Hit your block with them guys, hop out, kill people
Got a Glock four-five, and it's real lethal (let's get it)
Bitch, you know we fry, we really kill people (bang bang)
Bitch, I'm with the gang, we catch a body gang (gang gang)
Bitch, we gang bang off in the lobby man (bang)
Catch a nigga lackin', it's a hobby man
Pop him in the noggin, leave him sloppy man
Hit your block, we gon' swerve shit (skrt skrt)
In the trap, I'm posted with the birds, bitch (skrt skrt)
I don't rap beef, what's the words, bitch? (huh?)
Niggas sneak dissin', let me heard (bang bang)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real Regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real Regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Everyone same side for lil bro, Ice Age all of my clothes
How I ball, you think I went pro, I'm in the hood, Brisco
She show me her thong, Sisqó, she's high and ready to go
I'm hungrier than a hippo, aim FN, how I get low
Got a new scope and it got zoom, and I'm in that yoom
Baby, I know you smell that fume
Just get down, you hear that boom
In the back of the 'Bach, and this bitch got room
Magazine got colored shells, half green, half blue
Smoking on that cook', someone bring me a pot
All these diamonds, I don't get hot
Young nigga really from them blocks
Ayy pussy, here we come, if you ready or not
On probation but I tote Glocks, walk through court, smellin' like pot
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real Regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy, yeah
Shawty know I kill people, real people
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real Regals
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up, yeah
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
Foenem tweaking, I'ma bus' him up
The song "I Kill People!" by Trippie Redd ft Tadoe and Chief Keef is a rap anthem that speaks about violence, guns, and gang activity. Trippie opens the first verse confidently stating that they get money and kill people, emphasizing the fact that they are not just rappers, but they also "slide" and "drill" people. The chorus gets straight to the point, stating that they kill people, real people, and tote real Regals (guns).
Tadoe's verse talks about toting illegal weapons and hitting blocks with others to kill people. He also mentions that they are not hesitant to catch a body, leaving no ambiguity towards the subject matter of the song. Chief Keef comes in on the third verse, boasting about his possessions, including his new scope and car. He talks about his involvement in criminal activities and his disregard for authority, as he walks through court reeking of marijuana.
The song "I Kill People!" has stirred up controversy because of its explicit themes of violence and guns. Despite the criticism, the song has been a success, gaining millions of views on YouTube and other platforms. It is possible to interpret the song as a commentary on systemic social issues and the harsh realities of life in lower socioeconomic neighborhoods. However, without context, it seems to glorify violence and promotes a negative and dangerous lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
Ayy, what's poppin'?
Casual greeting or intro to discuss about their lifestyle and money made from illegal activities.
You know how the f*ck we bleed, man
Referring to the violent lifestyle they lead and the injuries they sustain from it.
We get money and kill people, man
They earn money through criminal activities and eliminate anyone who gets in their way.
We don't rap beef, man
They don't resort to verbal sparring with their rivals; instead, they take violent actions.
We slide, man, we drill people, man
They quietly approach their targets and then ruthlessly execute them.
Bomin' like Obama do and trap for the gunner too, man
They are setting up traps for their enemies while wielding firearms like the former U.S. President.
I only speak facts and count racks, man, and send packs, man
The only things that matter to him are the truth about the drug business, his revenue, and his deliveries.
Shawty know I kill people, real people
His female friend is aware of his ability to take lives, not just engage in violent behavior.
From the trenches where it's real lethal, tote real Regals
He comes from a dangerous neighborhood where he constantly carries a deadly firearm.
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
He refers to himself as a strong man with an alarming body structure.
Nigga need to find his chill boy, yeah
His competitors should relax and back off because he's not to be messed with.
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
If his enemies try to interfere, they will respond in a severe fashion.
In the trap, I'm posted with the birds, bitch
He refers to himself as the leader in the trap house where he's watching over his loyal friends.
Niggas sneak dissin', let me heard (bang bang)
If his rivals say anything negative about him, they better be prepared for dire consequences.
Got a Glock four-five, and it's real lethal (let's get it)
He carries a dangerous weapon and is not afraid to use it to commit unlawful and violent acts.
Magazine got colored shells, half green, half blue
His magazine has colored shells that identify the bullet's type.
Young nigga really from them blocks
He grew up in a low-income area with a high crime rate.
Ayy pussy, here we come, if you ready or not
If his opponents are willing to challenge him, he's ready to face them.
On probation but I tote Glocks, walk through court, smellin' like pot
He carries guns even though he is on probation and even wafts of marijuana cannot stop him from maintaining this dangerous lifestyle.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Michael Lamar White, Keith Cozart, Darron Rose
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Trippie Redd
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