Mozzy - Killdrummy (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Mozzy - Killdrummy (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Nigga, they told me you ran
and hit the gate, nigga,
when they hit Dre, nigga
Blood, they told me you ran and
hit the gate when they hit Dre,
blood, why you ain't gang?
Brudda brudda probably
still be here, nigga
Nigga, brudda brudda probably
still be here, though
Yeah
All you do is talk, nigga
T-in' interviews and we
ain't fought, nigga
Always be the lightskin-
dest soft niggas
Stylin' put you on, and what you
thought, that we forgot, nigga?
So you should've bought a chain
'fore I viewed you as a broad
How I'm the only Sacramento
nigga in One Mob?
'Posed to be Cookie Money, you
told me buddy's a fraud
Shout out to Lil Memphis, nigga
socked you in the mall
You ain't even pitch his ass, too
busy placing a call, that's a DP
Can't be the traits of a nigga
that's from the Deep East
How he the overseer of Oakland
and he's a peewee?
Told me Joe Blow wasn't Oakland,
I ain't believe him
Wanky doodle balls in your
jaw, you suckin' wee-wee
Two blankets and a towel,
is JBay inside of PC?
Allah said he ain't far from his
brother, them niggas weenies
We knowin' you was payin' for
them features on your CD
And you GF-in' that 40-
year-old ling-ling
59 mold too big for that
lil' bling bling
Pull up to your house on Kildrummy
like ding ding
Playin' with that 2Pac beat,
tell me I'm lyin'
You stubby or you cased, my
nigga? Make up your mind
Never trust a nigga that
ain't never did no time
That bounty, that don't count, it
ain't nothin' like main line
FBI requested the footage,
you ain't deny
Scared of Lil QB and he
half of your size
Dre Feddi died, for certainly,
you ain't slide
Bitch, you got on TV, talked
about it, and cried
Dennis the Menace broke, he
couldn't upload a dime
Give that MCM backpack
up, nigga, it's time
Shout out Lil Blood and Sleepy,
them still the guys
Sold your catalogue for them
pennies, I wonder why?
Baby mama ask me, "Why he
call a hundred times?"
Tryna ride the wave, your streaming
start to decline
Ayy, dawg
Nigga, I been on the road,
rockin' stadiums
You was in Modesto, barely
filling up Palladium
Called me for assistance when
Wanky was on your cranium
Vamp Life groupie, I know the
goonies ashamed of him
Kedda with the baby arm on
it, them bitches dangling
Big up to my number one
fan No Dollar Damien
Category internet killers,
that's how we label 'em
Somebody die every time I
diss a nigga faithfully
You can't do a show in my
bity, nor in the radius
You can't do a show in the
bity, nor in the radius
Gangland protection the only
reason you hang with me
Remind me of the bitch, emotional
lil' thangiry
And you put the clear coat
paint on top of your toes
Giggled when I seen it, like brodie
really a ho, on fours
'Bout time you called it
quits, shit, I suppose
You on your fifth song and I'm
tired of doin' you wrong
On my soul, nigga
You know you ain't livin' like
that, bitch ass nigga
On the bity
Nigga talkin' 'bout, "Nah, they
tried to strip me, nigga, that's
how it be when you be..."
Shut your bitch ass up, nigga
Ain't try to strip you, bitch,
they stripped you, bitch
They took your shit, bitch
And took it to the pawn shop,
ain't that where you recovered
it from, nigga?
My mama had your bitch ass runnin'
through the gas station scared,
throwin' money in the air, nigga
Playin' with me, nigga
Now big, when they deformed the foreign,
ain't nobody die, bitch
Punch your bitch ass in the mall,
ain't nobody die, bitch, yeah
Turned your bitch purse inside
out in mutually, bitch,
ain't nobody, bitch
Yeah, when Dre Feddi died, bitch,
ain't nobody die, bitch
Shut your bitch ass up, bitch
All this Funk or Die, bitch,
but ain't nobody dyin'
Man, we finna kill all that, nigga
On my mama, nigga, I
bang a right, nigga
On Kildrummy, nigga, pull up in
your motherfuckin' driveway
Park this motherfucker,
nigga, and ding ding
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