city morgue - nuka cola lyrics
[verse 1: zillakami]
i, break a n-gg- faith for the one time
i sleep without my gun, n-gg- sometimes
i’m, in your face like muay thai
kick back, liu kang, bicycle kick fly
i, never ran from a n-gg-
i shot, backflipped, then kickflip spitfire
trust, when i speak, i don’t lie
bloodshed, blood side, eastside, we ride
little b-tch, i don’t miss
n-gg-s get scared when i talk my sh-t
little b-tch, i don’t miss
n-gg-s get scared when the .45 spit
walkin’ in with that grip
n-gg- gonna stand in his own f-ckin’ p-ss
took ya’ whole heart, lil’ n-gg-, you scared to death
gotta fight when i take your breath, one word
[chorus: zillakami]
if they really want war, you can’t line ’em up
say i got a ruler stick if you wanna size ’em up
i don’t wanna speak, i want bodies inside the trunk
n-gg- wanna talk, tellin’ his homies h-t the dust
me, i like my semi big
me, i like my 30 clip
me, i never ever miss
’cause ignorance is elegant
me, i like my semi big
me, i like my 30 clip
me, i never ever miss
’cause ignorance is elegant
[verse 2: sosmula]
chopping off the yacht and i’m bellyfloppin’
c-ke in the pot and it’s bunny hoppin’
shotgun, like elmer fudd
two guns, no semi sh-t
b-tch we choppin’ bricks, like jackie chan
b-tch i’m hoppin’ out the all black minivan (skrrt)
shootin’ these n-gg-s off right in the face
big mac-11 be right on the waist (rraaa)
kick that b-tch out if she jump in the wraith
she suck my d-ck, i just nut on her face
big sleezy, move a brick easy
audemars bust down and my wrist fiji
and the b-tch need me ’cause i pimp easy
suck my d-ck raw, you a bit greasy
i never care i don’t play with you p-ss-es, (f-ck outta here)
pull up in the mornin’ and spray at you p-ss-es
i’ll go to war any day with you p-ss-es
i f-ck around, put your brains on a hoodie
a n-gg-‘s chain, do your thing (gimme that)
n-gg-s gon’ straight enslave ya’ (b-tch)
n-gg-s gon’ test that gangsta’ (b-tch)
n-gg-s gon’ break them ankles, (mula!)
got the whole block like the blue wall (work)
throwin’ ice in the pot, let it cool off (work)
i’ma shoot a n-gg-‘ tattoos off (blow!)
turn your f-cking face to ragú sauce
[chorus: zillakami]
if they really want war, you can’t line ’em up
say i got a ruler stick if you wanna size ’em up
i don’t wanna speak, i want bodies inside the trunk
n-gg- wanna talk, tellin’ his homies h-t the dust
me, i like my semi big
me, i like my 30 clip
me, i never ever miss
’cause ignorance is elegant
me, i like my semi big
me, i like my 30 clip
me, i never ever miss
’cause ignorance is elegant
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