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city morgue – boof pack lyrics

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[verse 1: zillakami]
yeah!
i be on streets with the tec, leavin’ sh-t wet
point .40, never stress (okay)
we be on streets with the mac, movin’ in packs
keepin’ that glock in the trash (w-ssup)
i be on streets with a check, pokin’ out chests
point .40, never stress (okay)
we be on the block never rest, terminate pests
point .40, never stress (yeah)
how you gon’ beef with a soldier?
how you gon’ beef with a cobra?
how you gon’ look when we roll up?
bang! watch a b-tch fold up (boom)
.45! b-tch it’s city morgue we take lives
in jamaica, still got shottas
ya’ homie look pale who shot ya?
me n-gga

[verse 2: sosmula]
mula!
p-ssy -ss n-gga what you really mad about? (b-tch)
sosmula bring the whole f-ckin’ bag out (racks)
[?] black car when we cash out (psyche)
broke -ss n-gga still on a half ounce
i’ma f-ck your main b-tch ’til she p-ss out (slide)
i’ma f-ck your main b-tch in her -ssh0l- (slide)
n-ggas say they livin’ what they really rap about (f-ck outta here)
f-ck this rap sh-t, i’m still in the crack house
fiends come and go, try to haul me back out (work)
givin’ 50’s and them hundreds and them 30 packs out (work)
get them 4’s by the deuce like jerry stackhouse
f-ck my parole, i’m on the early, makk’s out
bodies on the stick, bring the dirty macs out (rrah)
f-ck around, let the whole 30 blast out (rrah)
bodies on the stick, bring the 30 macs out (blaow)
f-ck around, let the whole 30 blast out (blaow)



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