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nightmare on wortman pt.4 - ace numbafive lyrics

get back on that drill sh-t
i been on some chill sh-t
but watch how a n-gg- go dumb again
30 clip like a pool stick
duck when i boom
walk up so you n-gg-s can’t run away
put the 80 to ya mother n-gg-
gun go skyattt put put like the other n-gg-
never change on my brother n-gg-
cuz we all that we got
just us ain’t no other n-gg-s
told bro yo i love you n-gg-
but if you turn into a snake i’ll k!ll you and tell ya mother n-gg-
i’ll be d-mned if i’m another victim
put money on my head but 50 [?]
spin a block and complete the mission
n-body left on the scene only god the witness
he get hit he survive it’s cuz god forgive him
but ima hit him up again this ima finish like
that’s ya man better duck
or them bullets leave you stuck
issa crowd then the clip got enough in em
i don’t really know w-ssup with them
never really f-ck wit em
in public i ain’t never say w-ssup to em
you a shooter n-gg- tell the truth
n-gg-s jacking that it’s beef but it’s dead when they leave the booth
you must really got the streets confused
when you step inside the booth better rap what you really do
i ain’t giving boy the time a day
you could jack forever beef
ima still smoke on johnny blaze
matter fact i got time today
we the reason why you lit
pay the homage cuz we paved the way
but enough of that
f-ck a opp n-gg- b-tch
catching spits
then i’m gone i ain’t cuffing that
get ya brother clapped
they like ace going dumb and he did it on another track
mask on gloves dumb black
try to run with these hollows in your back like a thumb tack
momma wondering where her son at
get to the morgue and she looking like where the f-ck my son at
it’s a whole lotta hatin sh-t
all my n-gg-s mobb deep everyday on some haitian sh-t
bow ya head better make a wish
[?]
still boa
catcha opp issa doa
cold concrete where he gone lay
free melz hope he beat the case
we don’t kick work but the boy is a runner we gone give him chase
pull up shot ugly shawn marion
still screaming free tha opps so we could bury em
bullets hurt whoever with him gottaa carry him
8 shots ain’t enough get the ladder then
nightmare on the block again
shots fired sirens got the cops on watch again
try to slide n we popping em
boy tryna pull up for a fight but the block ain’t a boxing ring
shots to the lung paramedics got oxygen
but we stopping em
walk up glttttt
boy don’t get shot for reviving him
they like slow up bro
you might overload
i p-ss the glizzy to the crippy like hold it moe
i put them sharks in the water watch it overflow
odell beckham he gone catch it if i overthrow
and i need a better angle on them switch spots
in the kitchen cooking up got the sh-t hot
if you [?] we could get it let ya fist lock
they gone see me whipping c-ka til my wrist lock
smoking packs full of n-gg-s that you did not k!ll
ima k!ll it for you roll em put that in his will
closed casket [?]
momma called him dinner’s done but he gone miss that meal [2x]
ima take him to the dungeon with it
every hollow like me in the clip cuz it’s unforgiving
head shot he won’t unforgive it
he a shooter out his head for the gun why he running with it
lately it’s like all these n-gg-s stealing my flow tryna be me
new tube switch pipe
all you little n-gg-s better run when you see me
got shooters popping up like 3d
4 [?] in the wall like tv
me and bro spinning blocks like [?] every track
got his food on the floor baked ziti
i don’t think n-body notice it
all you n-gg-s d-ckriding cuz he’s home it’s lit
this new chop when i shoot gotta hold the grip
part 4 you a opp n-gg- hold my d-ck like

- ace numbafive lyrics

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