[Chorus x4]
YEAH!
Black n***aaaaaaaaaa
YEAH!
Killa killa killa killa

[Verse 1: Eazy-E]
Black n***a killa
Hate brought death
Around the block as the hollow points bust though the punks back
Raising gang feel no pain as I penetrate
N***as fly deep as I strike a quick pace
I got the evil of a dead n***a trapped in my mind
So my soul is a threat to my mankind
Born to kill I'm wicked by nature
Cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hell raisers
I'm 30 ot 6 with the scope
I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast
Motherfuckers catchin heat
As I bring anger
And release more danger from my chamber
The evil in my blood is possessed
So I creep low from the back slow and puts lead in that n***a's flesh
Ain't no hope, every n***a wants to be the nine milla on the trigga
The black n***a killa
[Chorus x4]

[Verse 2: Eazy-E]
Deep from the death as I crept
I can feel his Glock in the back of my neck
I'm thinkin to myself "what the fuck" as I pause
I can feel my heart thumpin from my balls
Up against his gun what the fuck could I do?
If I make a wrong move, the n***a might shoot
My pops always warned me when I was comin up
If I play pussy, I'm bound to get fucked
Though bein broke as hell it be drivin me crazy
Hooked up with my n***as start jackin n***as daily
Fat sacks of dough, to Dayton's, I got em
Slang em dirt cheap cause everything was profit
Now I got his nine on the back of my mind
As I watch my life pass right before my eyes
The shit that I done, is all in my face
Reflections of death as I step with my 38
The black n***a killa

[Chorus x4]

[Verse 3: Eazy-E]
Which bitch made the statement?
About the n***a busting caps sporting all black Ben Davis
I'm out the door
My pager's blowin up I check my gat twice
Cause n***as like to jack on a late night
And as I'm livin like a criminal
I try my best to keep my gang tight and stay away from punk n***as
Strikin down Broadway
I caught some n***as out of bounds from the
Upper MLK
Slowly crept from the cut at a quick pace
Ain't no love in my heart all I feel is hate
So 25 with that L might be mando
Cause n***a I'm killing for them gold things with that Zapco
I watch the terror in eyes as he backed up
Ease of the break pop that clutch and watch his chest bust
Wide open as I bounce in the night quicker
From the nine milla trigga
The black n***a killa
[Chorus x10]