Mozzy - One of Mines (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Mozzy - One of Mines (en) Lyrics
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(June on the beat, don’t shoot
him in the street)
He asked me to put him on,
I gave my brother the SIG
He stripped blood, doubled back,
and cashed me out for the stick
Pacquiao for the bitch,
her snot box on numby
If paisa playin’ with paper,
how you not gon’ bust him?
Lil’ lipo-sucky, heard
the five-oh want me
We know you fuck with the suckers,
you can die slow for him
Call up Pablo for me, Peachy
cop them things
It’s imported from the border,
Ford, follow your dreams
Gangland Landlord is what
I solemnly bleed
You need a body barbecued, then
you should lock in with me
Drop him for cheap, my ahki
got a jumper on fleek
You front on these beats, knowin’
you ain’t cut from these streets
The come-up was sweet, VS1’s
come with a yeek
You was smiling while I was down
and ain’t do nothing for team
Threw on the cleats, put in work,
ain’t nothing for free
Made him take his jewelry off while
niggas ran in his jeans, yeah
Been on that field trip
a hundred times
Throw a hundred shots for any y’all
that’s one of mines, baby
Niggas’ll give a statement ’fore
they do the time, baby
Ruined his reputation, that’s
a suicide, baby, yeah
Niggas’ll give a statement ‘fore
they do the time, baby
Ruined his reputation, that’s
a suicide, baby
We them niggas, who can
argue with that?
You taking field trips with rats like
you ain’t smarter than that
Parked the load down the street
and we just jogged to the trap
Damn near fainted, seen a hundred
large fall in my lap
Hung up on the hook-up, why this
bitch keep calling me back?
She told me you speaking wet,
just nigga soggy for that
Murder happen every daily,
we don’t talk about that
I think his lil’ girl was present
when his body collapsed, damn
These lil’ niggas slimy
and they ain’t playing
It’s hard to comprehend ’til they
walk up on you and blam
If ever it should jam, then
cock it and try again
You ever in that jam then attorney
start off at ten, nigga
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