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ssj crashout - a6surd nerdz lyrics
(chorus)
n0body want smoke with me
(8x)
(crash out, crash out, crash out)
(background)
matta*pan
(4x)
gang gang gang gang
(2x)
who want it? yeah
(8x)
(tupac):
“whatever you n*ggas want bring it!”
(verse)
lord strike me if i ain’t him/
all my n*ggas wanna start a riot/
try it, they gone have to bring the tanks in/
hard to hold em, this sh*t mark and nolan n*gga/
this just something that you can’t win/
like that rocky n*gga how to break them/
i’m a bus a n*gga to the snakeskin/
i could give a f*ck about a fake friend/
silver or lead, ya b*tch/
promise i’ll aim for the head, ya b*tch
i’m double tapping, triple tapping/
fo, five, six times till you dead, ya b*tch
yeah, i said what i said, ya b*tch
bloodshed for my bread, ya b*tch/
you best do what i says, ya b*tch/
you phony on camera, go tony montana, i’ll air this sh*t and never lack or worry/
so many opps heads on my wall, got a group deal for thе taxidermy/
arm, leg, leg, arm, lеg, f*ck a blackberry, leave him black and buried/
have ya moms crying “why god” he gon say ” fritz had a dezzy”/
i been acting wild/
i’m a have n*ggas smoked that’s a black and mild/
me and my n*ggas tight like a cracker’s style/
if you think you the sh*t i’m a smack it out/
ain’t no backing out, i been looking for smoke/
every song i’m on like i’m whipping up dope/
teanna trump, n*ggas come at ya throat/
one phone call turn a goon to a ghost/
who’s afraid of the nerds?
(chorus)
n0body want smoke with me
(8x)
(crash out, crash out, crash out)
(background)
matta*pan
(4x)
gang gang gang gang
(2x)
who want it? yeah
(8x)
(tupac):
“i don’t give a f*ck where you lay at n*gga!”
(verse)
bring the mother f*cking ruckus/
what’s poppin? a couple hungry mother f*ckers/
i’m locked in, and can’t no other touch iluhdis/
like d*mn/
might stomp ya brotha out in public/
who want it it’s up and stuck you on some sucker sh*t/
run up i’ll uppercut you till the sun up/
you won’t even get a chance to put ya gun up/
like fam/
i’m sick of the games/
and all you wanna do is b*tch and complain/
that sh*t you talking sum like p*ss in the rain/
you’ll catch a sh*ll for every link in the chain/
them ambulances need to pick up ya brain/
turn everybody in ya cl!ck to a stain/
that’s just what happens when you lit with my gang/
it’s money or murder to get in the game n*gga/
you faux active/
bros gassing/
my pole blasting/
toe tagging/
my whole faction gets so ratchet/
44 magnum to yo cabbage/
you’s no savage/
you keep the peace/
red all in my t**th/
cause i’m eating beats(beets)/
my sh*t dta/
how i’m a feed the streets/
ya sh*t pga/
my n*ggas ain’t playing/
no more/
my n*ggas ready for war/
pistols, machetes and swords/
fritz be the pettiest
i’ll never settle the score/
leave all that red on the walls/
ain’t no way you f*cking with the squad/
pray the doc could stomach all the scars/
aim and pop, i said this all before/
i make sure that everything is raw/
(chorus)
n0body want smoke with me
(8x)
(crash out, crash out, crash out)
(background)
matta*pan
(4x)
gang gang gang gang
(2x)
who want it? yeah
(8x)
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