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3mo - spawns (feat.cypress) lyrics

sp-wns
[3mo]

(hook)
3mo got his sh-ts out he a man now
hood got his back f-ck with him f-ck with all of them
chains never sn-tched
bl!ckys always packed
money’s always stacked
keep a strap never know if there’s a target on your back

load it c-ck it back shoot you down body fallen
money going up like curry i’m ballin
i am back body sack like a bug you’ll be crawlin
n-gga better run better duck
cause 3mo coming
bl–dy boy bl–dy boy you have time to bark you think you is tyson you build like a bison you faster than lightning you cannot be bitting
every time you talk sh-t makes n-ggas start fighting
3mo popped gin not juice im about to pop a n-gga like a pimple you ain’t complex you is simple attempted murder homicide you decide time to get the shovel you in trouble
ah

[cypress]
swift flows you say you have and i believe you do but i’ll still believe your crew then isolate you then i’ll bleed you too

cuz i’m an evil dude and when i’m in the mood i’m going to fly high imma drop these rappers all at once like thit sh-t was a drive-by i’m a rapper or distractor

i’ll study you like or tracker when you here them forty bangs i promise that ain’t firecrackers better run or you’re done n-gga i do this for fun you going to hear a birdie sing

cuz it’s a chorus is full of guns n-ggas really underestimates its cuz they cannot tell i got bars that’s for a life like a sentence in jail here i go watch my flow imma let you n-ggas know i’ll win three in a row like this sh-t tic tac toe cuz i’m nice rob you of your life like that sh-ts a hiest if you joking or a joker

then you surely pay the price yeah your spitting heat right now but imma make you cold like ice its some tom and jerry sh-t you n-ggas tom and i’m the mice

[3mo]
load it c-ck it back shoot you down body fallen money going up like curry i’m ballin
i am back body sack like a bug you be crawlin
n-gga better run better duck
cause 3mo is comming

3mo got his sh-ts out he a man now
hood got his back f-ck with him f-ck with all of them
chains never sn-tched
bl!ckys always packed
keep a strap never know if there’s a target on your back

[cypress]
murder on my mind i’m no melly cypress rollin heavy words be sharper than a fine machete
my whole crew is deadly keep on talking heat you’ll get hurt this will make them work now it’s too late for a clurk your sleeping in the dirt

[3mo]

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