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broken safety - conway the machine & prodigy lyrics

prodigy intro

yeah yeah, pass that my n*gga
swing that
know i mean ?
just out there doin what we do
this motherf*ckin money
take off your motherf*ckin top n*gga

conway

cookies with the wax and my cigar was pouring
i got it shipped over from my dog in oakland
cough from smoking, the safety on the 40 is broken
so i”m’a hit a few n*ggas when the 40 open
k!llers don’t act off emotions
conway, prodigy, shooting like lowry, demar derozan
every time i spit a bar is like god has spoken
that’s why they feel my music way across the ocean
throwing my mask, black hoodie, pack the black fully automatic, brat brat, facts, i am that bully
three hoes cutting my black skully i’m that gully
talk to me crazy get your mouth back smacked bl**dy
trust me, sh*t really ‘bout to get that ugly
f*ck a chain, i buy machine guns with my rap money
gotta bunch of young n*ggas that’ll clap for me
whack from me, pop a n*gga take the rack from me
when i got hit they was hoping it was a wrap for me
nah i’m back dummies, f*ck it
my n*ggas open wings shots to clean trap money
using the sack or selling birds, ain’t that funny?
ain’t it ironic, all my sh*t is iconic, fire chronic, machine b*tch, my b*lls is bionic
bodies get chocked up, drive*by on walk ups
you’re trying the run, my lil homies was waiting in the shortcut
that’s how we was brought up
the og’s they taught us : just stack your money, stay down, don’t snitch if you get caught up
my dog headed to elmira on the prison tour bus
he hit a n*gga twelve year old sister shooting his sports shop
he had my homie going on a vacation
told me that snitch, we gon get em, we gon stay patient
pop his leg first before the k waist em
i’m’a p*ss on the n*gga face, like i’m ray nathan
hook
shake the fire pen, take the handle grip
couldn’t control it fully, couldn’t handle the kick
b*tch my gun got a broken safe b*tton
b*tch my hands gotta broken safe b*tton
shake the fire pen, take the handle grip
couldn’t control it fully, couldn’t handle the kick
b*tch my gun got a broken safe b*tton
b*tch my hands gotta broken safe b*tton

prodigy

machine with the bandana rap on it
that’s conway and p, that’s a slapper homie
that’s where the base say, new york say it’s a fire dunn
they ain’t want this murder then, why the f*ck you hire thugs
as sure as blood is burning in my veins
i serve verses like cain, burn rappers like haze
i k!ll you slow like aids, we laugh at your pain
that fish you make is funny when your crying
i’m a say i’m very disappointed with you, thought you was a mobster
i got your b*tch dog, come as a b*tch, i’m a pure breed g’s
and you a mix bread f*cker
you was talking major sh*t, now your calling me your brother, n*gga
i am not your bro, you was never the homie
you tried to set me off for death, but i’m still going
it’s very apparent that you’re fronting
and i’m the one bustin with the broken safe b*tton
hook
shake the fire pen, take the handle grip
couldn’t control it fully, couldn’t handle the kick
b*tch my gun got a broken safe b*tton
b*tch my hands gotta broken safe b*tton
shake the fire pen, take the handle grip
couldn’t control it fully, couldn’t handle the kick
b*tch my gun got a broken safe b*tton
b*tch my hands gotta broken safe b*tton

- conway the machine prodigy lyrics

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