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newz - city morgue lyrics

[intro: sosmula]
sleezy
ewok
f-ck wrong with these n-ggas man?
this motherf-ckin’ nyc n-gga
we don’t do no motherf-ckin’ drive by’s n-gga
we walk the f-ck up
and head tap sh-t

[verse 1: zillakami]
b-tch, i ain’t worried ’bout a thing
keep my sh-t on the hip
19 with a .38 rubberized grip
b-tch and if h-ll find me, get some 3rd degrees
and i’ll claw straight out the p-ss
and another thing about me, another thing about z
shoot at me and i’ll shoot at your kids
and another thing about me, another thing about z
shoot at me, i’ll blow up ya crib, b-tch
n-gga wanna contest me? (yeah)
we ride up on pale horses (yeah)
n-gga wanna contest me? (yeah)
i’ll ride up, drag your carc-ss (yeah)
ten hut, don’t need no mask to hit ya’
don’t need no gun to get ya’
don’t need no blade to slit ya’
to take a soul
.45s, .38s, deagles with the gold plates
talking on the internet to hoes is what we can’t relate
we sell blow, wipe nose, do it again next week
talk sh-t, start beef, get shot, and then repeat

[verse 2: sosmula]
p-ssy -ss n-gga we don’t talk much n-gga
in the fist fight like the hulkbust n-gga
[?] type sh-t with the chalk dust n-gga
we don’t drive by, do a walk up n-gga
bulletproof sh-t can’t off us, n-gga
last n-gga died to our crosshairs n-gga
no internet sh-t, [?]
f-ck around, shoot up your tour bus n-gga
p-ssy got the mac, with the cobra on my lap
ak47 ’round my shoulder with the strap
i was in the trap with the roaches and the rats
fifty eight .58’s got your mom smokin’ crack
off the heroin like a [?]
jump off the yacht do a belly flips
p-ssy -ss n-ggas can’t tell me sh-t
grip on the gun like a selfie stick
slide on n-ggas like ice skate b-tch
[?] lightweight stick
[?]
see a sleeze bag with the ice tray grillz

- city morgue lyrics

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