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got eem - mozzy lyrics

[verse 1]
don’t worry ’bout the honda civic, n*gga, mind your business
you wasn’t on the line of scrimmage when we broke the huddle
the way the game is set up for us, we can’t help but fumble
can’t escape the jungle
finally got the pape’ to double, then we triple*doubled
she prostitutin’, we’s a distant couple
attachments on it, got the bl!ckie m*ffled
watch how it come when you commit to hustle
fill up the duffle, tell the plug that wе’ll be there in thirty
2012, wе was sharin’ .30s
before the dracs and baby as, the homies carried thirty
bled the block when you was scared to work it
the trophies on me like a pair of birdies, you heard me? (yeah)
it’s like forty k a pendant, simple mathematics
chasin’ b*tches ain’t my thing, i’m very asthmatic
left the hood and doubled back and got it back brackin’
rap cappin’ like you active, but all lack status
we the ones do all the last laughin’ (ah)

[chorus]
yeah, we outside with them wallies
whatever pill that i just popped got me outside of my body
how you think we got the drop? i get along with them thotties
got ’em, you know the game kamikaze about the mozzy
yeah, we outside with them wallies
whatever pill that i just popped got me outside of my body
how you think we got the drop? i get along with them thotties
got ’em, you know the game kamikaze
[verse 2]
you know we richer than we ‘posed to be (yeah)
the overseer of the trenches boolin’ overseas
she forked it over, then she fed, she don’t belong to me
i cross my heart and hope to die, you got my soul to keep if i ain’t thorough
level four took him on tour, he got to see the world
i need a hundred ms and countin’ ‘fore i leave the world
ain’t neva did no business with you, i’ma need referrals
if we gon’ keep it frank, you need guala to go to war, and i’ll deplete the bank
i let her put on all my pieces since she think it’s fake
even the sucker charm
he suicidal, used to watch my n*gga cut his arm
we hoppin’ out before he cut the car
risk everything when it come to ours
we droppin’ double digits on ’em out this double*r
we in a range rover
stand on demon time as youngins when he came over
that’s my n*gga fourth
i’m finna flex it like it’s mine, but it’s my b*tch’s porsche

- mozzy lyrics

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