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stunt pt 3 - m row lyrics

[verse]

this the last mission i’m willing to speak on
look*look, looking for someone to tweak on
creep, tryna see who i could sneak on
got a new tec, tryna use a technique on
bad b*tch shakin’, like come get your freak on
i know i been buggin’, i’m gettin’ my geek on
dizzy, spinnin’ for a d*mn near a week long
this is what ya’ll wanted a stunt part three song
me and t*roy we was spinnin’ on broadway
word to my mother, done did drills broad day
can’t wait ’til you see me? that’s what they all say
that’s why lil’ shh, got clapped in his hallway
and you know we was there, right in his doorway
but we ran into shh, he went the wrong way
spinnin’ through all night, spinnin’ through all day
eight in the clip, i’m throwin’ all eight
[?] we lettin’ it blam’
free ruk boom, mr. g don’t jam
clear crowds, watch how we makin’ them scram’
got tagged in the stomach he was yellin’ likе “d*mn”
light on the gun sh*t lookin’ like a lamp
got to do a few drills if you joinin’ this camp
oh wait, i namе off the l’s we stand
savv got tagged, bullet shot like a cramp
[verse 2: m row & sdot go]
on 89 where them n*ggas hang
i be outside wit’ that thang
punch ’em, watch how i let it bang, like
it just be me and my gang
shots, bullets, lettin’ it rain
sh*t be connectin’ not shootin’ no blank
you started five, that’s who you bring
only two out the five i can really give range
ek tried to run and he got shot
what? n*ggas know what happened after
i’m keepin’ it p, i’m not makin’ it hot
after he left i was filled up wit’ laughter
me and e spanked wop at the lot, crashed ’em, sh*t was really a disaster
nazzy was runnin’ he must’ve forgot, n*ggas kept on fl!ckin’ he fell runnin’ faster
now i’m right here tryna spin through columbus, posted right here on the ave
i’m still on the west and i don’t need a compass
in the same spot where they flocked down savv
they know that i’m ed and i spin wit’ the dumbness
now we up the block where relly got tagged
opp b*tch outside lookin’ all scrumptious
i’m just tryna f*ck, put the broom in her ass
oh sh*t, i’m not gon’ send you
i’m back again really losing my mental
big body spinnin’ not doin’ no rental
still gotta spin when i ride presidential
i can show you the basics and fundamentals
but i’m keepin’ it p, and the p confidential
you not doin’ hits, that be accidental
bullets lookin’ like pencils and other utensils
i’m by 100, by the priest
if they hear a shot then they all runnin’ out
like, how many shots have we sent
spin on, quick now i’m changin’ my route
from the past, down to recent, sh*t been real before rapping for clout
all the opp b*tches i’m f*ckin they was decent
not saying names ’cause you know his account
know i’m about west and you know it was a dead*end, i had to change up the setting
like, what you not gettin’?
[?] was running, that n*gga was sweating
sh*t get me tight, sh*t is upsetting
all of ya’ll n*ggas is just really forgetting
[?] got tagged and the bullets was shredding
hollow went through and his body is spreading
ootin’ on 6, where ooz got tagged at
n*gga lookin’ crazy boy look like a lab rat
i still get food where that n*gga got stabbed at
and i still be right there where lil’ kenny got jabbed at

- m row lyrics

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