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city morgue - gang green lyrics

[intro: sosmula]
ayo, ayo
n-gg-s know what the f-ck goin’ on
lotta n-gg-s not respectin’ they muhf-ckin’ jaw
’til they get they muhf-ckin’ grapefruit cracked, no cap, n-gg-
nybba all day and every day, shoot to k!ll, bruh, for real
-manic laughter-
mbf ’til the death
get it ticking, all my n-gg-s ewok ’til they heartbeat stops
city morgue clean up crew, hikari-ultra the label

[verse 1: sosmula]
stop jacking, what you ain’t n-gg- (b-tch)
pistol whip, spank n-gg-s (pow-pow-pow)
heard you bustin’ blanks, n-gg-
servin’ fake tracers, n-gg- (pow-pow-pow)
pull up in a tank, n-gg- (skrr)
like a big ol’ wardog
with the f-ckin’ sawed-off (yeah)
and i came to paint n-gg-s (yeah)
listen, b-tch, no fingerprints on the murder weapon (yeah)
lil’ b-tch, jumped off the porch when i turned eleven
triple six, don’t cross the line, that’s the murder section (yeah)
extended clips, thirty rounds, that’s a 1-8-7

[chorus: zillakami]
nah n-gg-, what up, what it do?
nah n-gg-, what up, what it do?
nah n-gg-, what up? stay to lose!
nah n-gg-, what up? stay to lose!

[verse 2: zillakami]
stuffin’ hunnids in my timberlands and uptown’s (what?)
stuffin’ drugs up in the ziplock bag, i’m up now (what?)
i might f-ck around and crash the benz, no fuss now (okay)
i might f-ck around and aim that glizz, focus now (okay)
so drop, boy, we slump, boy, you faking -ss little punk boy(b-tch)
them sharp boys, they say when the f-ckin’ dogs roar (b-tch)
i swing swords and machetes
we been playin’ all life, i hope y’all n-gg-s ready
got a new vest, i’ma go and test it
shootout with the cops or the opps, send a message
and i’d rather die than be tied and arrested
and i’d rather die than be tied and arrested

- city morgue lyrics

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