anarchy (us) - bruise lyrics
[chorus]
that boy he a pigeon yeah he talk to the feds
if talking down on sy that 45 hit him in his head
we break into his house and hit a l!ck and leave him dead
and my opps got celiac cause they all afraid of bread
that boy talking on the net but i know that he won’t do nun
two bands in my pocket so i throw the deuce up
he see me then he turn to stone but i ain’t medusa
big chop on my hip it k!ll him not dam bruise him
[verse]
and my money fat yeah it’s big like rick ross
and i walk into the building they tell me i’m the boss
opps broke yeah i swear that thеy buy their clothes at ross
we gon hang еm from the tree but that boy is not no moss
that boy talking on the net but i know that he won’t do nun
two bands in my pocket so i throw the deuce up
he see me then he turn to stone but i ain’t medusa
big chop on my hip it k!ll him not dam bruise him
[chorus]
that boy he a pigeon yeah he talk to the feds
if talking down on sy that 45 hit him in his head
we break into his house and hit a l!ck and leave him dead
and my opps got celiac cause they all afraid of bread
that boy talking on the net but i know that he won’t do nun
two bands in my pocket so i throw the deuce up
he see me then he turn to stone but i ain’t medusa
big chop on my hip it k!ll him not dam bruise him
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