Mozzy - Beat the Case (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Mozzy - Beat the Case (en) Lyrics
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Scariest shit you've ever dreamed
30 out the window with that
30 worst you've ever seen
With us, are you in it?
Ain't no in between
Loaded but we focused bro and them
done slid the last 50 weeks
He thought shit was sweet
Bite through it now he missing teeth
Give him a forever sleep
Ask him niggas know it's 2020
How Kentucky killed more
niggas than Corona
I can't see my aim bogus I'm
a have to walk up on him
The triple cross, ask him if he
helped us whack his homie
I know Von gon hold it even
if he had to eat bologna
He ain't no scary on his holster
leave a nigga shirt holey
Then right up to God
Mr. spin them all in a different car
Tryna get it finished up we
spinnin' tryna end the war
Redding out here coaching his little
soldier wish I listened more
Trapping and my Mack got many
in the kitchen drawers
Cross the country I connect the
plugs I'm the extension cord
I'm a real boss ain't no way
we stand on equal floor
I'm a be right here for sure
Just hit me if you need some more
Interior cherry clan inside a Lamb
Remeber when I got you out that jam?
Who ain't let it cram?
Who ain't sit outside them
niggas house 3AM?
Nigga we don't do no plan
It's oils over Xans like
its bookies over Za
More than 20 gang members when
I push inside a spot
We them niggas that's on God
Attorney want his wad
Prison priors prolly do
me janky but it's mob
Long as blood been on this
job we gon throw the lob
Pour the fo's in this
little ass soda pop
We got selections either
drakey or the .40 pop
Just fucked the homies baby
momma at the homies spot
Forever HGM and them until
I'm slaughtered
They ask me to leave the back
door open and made a offer
6 or 7th grade we was stampin'
shit with revolvers
I can get you clipped for a
trinklet on my daughter
It goes, 'Hudadada' nigga
I ain't selling the chop cause
it got sentimental value
Usalama mandatory keep the
killers 'round you
When they found him he was
stiff staring into space
With all his limbs stretched
out and pellets in his face
Lil bruh gon' beat the case
Use your head knowledge is power
Moving with my stomach still
clutchin' I'm feelin' funny
Rappin' got me hot but I'm still
in it bruh dealin' for me
Cleaner than Easter Sunday
Cup full of Easter Pink
Hardheaded nigga church service
I went to sleep
Thankful for the addict's perc
30's they pay the fee
What can they say to me?
It's all profit ain't
no blueprint to it
Just know I stuck to it
Grab my stick glue it
I'm prepared for anything
These streets have you in a maze
In the field like Willie Mays
Been through it they feel the pain
Rap game fucked up man half
of these niggas lame
Gimmicks ain't agin' shit for they
image I'm feelin' strange
Clarity VVS on my tings
is my wrist complete
How can I pay you for all the game
y'all didn't give to me?
Don't get it it's meant to be
Ain't no sellin' sticks cause
I know this shit get deep
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