murda twinz - y&r mookey & y&r slugga tee lyrics
[intro: y&r mookey & y&r slugga tee]
(berto, how you got that?)
aye, you know they just free’d slugga
aye, what it is?
their out the crank in this b*tch
ha, you know what it is with me
kta
aye, big murda, they trippin’, n*gga, i’m baby murda in this b*tch
[verse 1: y&r mookey]
i’ma start this off by sayin’, “you a opp, can’t come outside”
boy, you p*ssy, go tuck your tail, we hit their block, they try to hide
[?], go down melvin, they gon’ tell if i slide
i’m outside with the guys, they steady bangin’ on my side
that n*gga ksoo, he a b*tch
atk ain’t on sh*t
since a n*gga wanna diss, p*ssy, come and get your l!ck
n*ggas dyin’, but wanna diss
so many souls got me sick
when they swing, them n*ggas missed
ain’t no changin’ in this sh*t
[verse 2: y&r slugga tee]
ain’t no question, on my way to h*ll, i’m a real deal sinner
all that dissin’ in that song, now he gone, just know i sent him
his main man was dissin moo, now fin fin all in my swisher
[?] all in my systеm, dissin’ bro on instrumentals
number one, droppеd [?] lil pistol
brain dead, [?]
blow him, just like a whistle
drop 3’s all in my pitcher
out west in tinted rentals
block cold like it’s december
[?] took all their members
.62’s comin’ like a missile
[verse 3: y&r mookey]
boy, don’t bring your ass outside, if you ain’t got no pistol
[?], peewee, know he dead if i get him
3*piece, two deep, with that drac’ out the window
i’m a spinner, i’m a send him to god, if i get him
that’s a body bag, now another opp in a swisher
bree at the red light screamin’, “bro, i gotta get ’em”
better get your head right, we catch a opp and leave him crippled
better chill before i send him, momma yellin’ for her children
[verse 4: y&r slugga tee]
white flag, bang kta, wonder who gon’ die today
free lil bree from out them gates, he caught a murder then did the race
quan quan got hit in the face
tweaked out, caught me a case
real stepper, free lil bk
i bang that and hgk
so what is you sayin’? i’ma pull up, get to sprayin’ and take you up top with your mans
i pulled up, he ran, [?], that draco done burned him, it gave him a tan
we just, pulled out white chalk
from all that, dissin’ and talkin’
i just, cut off your team
now he not, on your lil roster
[outro: y&r slugga tee]
yeah
what it is, for real?
this kta, y&r
23k
forever runnin’ through my veins
yeah, them murda boys reunited
you know what it is
aye, man, cut that b*tch off
man, they*they get the message
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