Mozzy - Burrr (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Mozzy - Burrr (en) Lyrics
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Burrr, it get icy out here
(It get icy out here)
Niggas know I'm on that Russ shit,
they don't like me out here
(They don't like me out here)
Niggas fagged off on his ho bitch, he
gave his life to a square (Yeah)
When a homie smoked a homie, Blood,
I ain't cry, I don't care
Lil' brodie caught his first one,
I ain't gon' lie I was there
I ain't gon' lie he was scared,
that nigga still did his thang
You don't love me like you say
you do, you still get a chain
I got wounds that ain't been healin',
poppin' pills for this pain
Burrr, said it get icy out herе
When a homie smoked a homiе, Blood,
I ain't cry, I don't care
That's just life, it ain't fair,
ain't a life I'll spare
Nah, I don' believe in love, it's
hard to find 'cause it's rare
Semi-auto ain't enough,
gotta ride with a pair
Said it's death around the corner,
feel the vibes in the air
Every night say a prayer,
shit get slimey for real
Ain't receive this purple heart 'cause
lil' bro died on a drill
When the skits be takin' place,
I ain't the guy at the wheel
I'm the guy on your heels, that's
enough of that though
How she 'posed to line me up?
I don't fuck with that ho
Only jammed 'cause we had way too
many stuffed in that pole (Yeah)
Burrr, you know I left him on read
Nigga makin' terrorists threats,
ain't even slid for his dead
Watch what you niggas post,
save a trip to the feds
"We ain't slidin' inside his car",
that's what a bitch nigga said
"Bet it all and fuck a loss", that's
what a rich nigga said
We ain't into wavin' flags,
we into dishin' out lead
Can't let the homie snake me,
I keep my distance instead
Man, I miss on your attempt but they
gon' miss you instead (Yeah)
Nigga, tell him how we
blitzed and you fled
You not a killer, you slid and
hit that bitch in the leg
You can't be serious, he got stitches
from his hips to his chest
Yeah, I ain't do nothin' bout
that boy, except got
him sent to the medics
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