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run yo mouth - lil corb lyrics

[verse 1: lil corb]
lil corb stepped up in dat b*tch
quickly pulled out that tec on a trick
gimme da green n yo [?]
infrared scope knock yo ass thru da door
creepin up on da scene feelin’ so high
we smoke a f*ckin blunt fulla da fire
puttin them pantyhose over my head when i’m ready to stang on ya, b*tch ya gon’ die
call up da [?] mane, my n*gga da mack
cause ya be knowin they strapped wit dem gats
willing to rob when we doin our jobs
stangin these b*tches who think they so hard
wearing them [?] that be makin me think that you got some d*mn cheese
put da tec up to yo head then i tell ya to drop it up off fo’ you break to your knees
break to your knees n yo b*tch’ll get sprayed
splatter, guts scatter as you were unmade
officer drown in a puddle of blood
break n i crash as i run thru da mud
bamp to da honeycomb deep in my hood
deep in da hood, where them n*ggas can’t find
murderin weapons i tote when i rob wit dem evil ass thoughts [?] enter my mind
spirits of demons they searching my soul
lookin for evil to [?] hold
holdin my body till these n*ggas learnin
lil corb don’t be barrin no sh*t from these hoes
k!llin that n*gga that won’t drop it off, when i’m puttin dat tec to yo funky ass head
if you talkin that sh*t [?]
you’ll be forcin lil corb mane to fill ya wit lead

[verse 2: lil corb]
a evil spirit takes over my body
now i’ma lay you back to be wit the rest of yo n*ggas up under the ground
i’ma tell ya again but i do not agree
if you try to [?] wit a n*gga like corb
i be strappin dat glock fo a funky ass b*tch
[?] when i start to stizzang, i be droppin my victims up off in a ditch
wit da mask on my face and da axe in my right hand be choppin deez b*tches like [?]
i be choppin deez n*ggas up, droppin em off in da woods i be leavin no witness
but i wouldn’t be corb, if i didn’t commit a crime [?] like everyday
to my knowledge i know that i don’t give a f*ck about none of these hoes because i don’t plizzay
wit da special made hollow point bullet to hit ya so hard that you break to yo knees n your heart’ll be pumpin up blood’ll be fussin up outta your vessels, but i didn’t believe
my emotions are filled with the evil, the terror, the horror that’s [?] your heart
if i catch that b*tch n*gga wit ana on his chest, i’ma hang him to die in a tree in my yard
a tear of blood runs down my face as i look out the corner of my f*ckin eye
i’m seeing da [?] in da alley way [?]
but i really didn’t give a f*ck mane i just took my tec*9 n i bucked at his dome
[?] laid on da ground wit some hollow point bullets, his whole life is gone

[hook: mc mack, k*rock]
busta n*gga run yo mouth n see just where yo body hang
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
busta n*gga run yo mouth n see just where yo body hang
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
busta n*gga run yo mouth n see just where yo body hang
busta n*gga run yo mouth n see just where yo body hang
busta n*gga run yo mouth n see just where yo body hang
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
we don’t just rap but we shoot off them thangs
busta n*gga run yo mouth n see just where yo body hang

- lil corb lyrics

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