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city morgue – yukk 3.0 lyrics

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[pre+chorus: zillakami]
yeah, ho, wassup?
yeah, ho, wassup?
yeah, ho, wassup?
yeah, ho, wassup?

[chorus: zillakami]
who cares who you with? are you scared? you scared
who cares who you with? are you scared? you scared
i’ll let the bodies stink the crib up, who cares? who cares?
we’ll leave it at that, motherf+cker, say your prayers

[verse 1: sosmula]
(mula)
cooler than the new freezer (splash), got my new heater (blaow)
lil’ b+tch, i’m the school shooter, you the school teacher (f+ck outta here)
lamborghini, it’s a two seater, f+ck your new beamer (skrr)
pourin’ up in the two liter (work), pop a blue demon (mula)
need my watch overflooded (bling), glock, cobra custom (blaow)
look it’s not no discussion (f+ck outta here), leave your top on concussion (rrah)
don’t get shot over nothing (b+tch), got the pot overflooding (work)
work busting out the pot like it’s popped soda bubbling (mula)
go ahead and spill the beans (rat)
see my dope be k!lling fiends (work)
stretch the work like limousines (work)
30 with the infra beam (blaow)
and my b+tch from phillipines (slide)
p+ssy fresh like listerine (splash)
wash the money, mr. clean (work)
pcp and nicotine (mula)
p+ssy ass n+gga we’ll flock you (rrah)
n+ggas thought i wasn’t gangster (f+ck outta here)
n+ggas be tuckin’ they chains too (gimme that)
popping your top like a pringle (rrah)
ri+ri+ride around the east in a matchbox, n+gga (skrr)
thick ass b+tch with the ass shots, n+gga
key+key load chain with the padlock, n+gga (mula)
beat a n+gga ass with a padlock, n+gga (b+tch)

[chorus: zillakami]
who cares who you with? are you scared? you scared
who cares who you with? are you scared? you scared
i’ll let the bodies stink the crib up, who cares? who cares?
we’ll leave it at that, motherf+cker, say your prayers

[verse 2: zillakami]
aight, f+ck that
we was in the trenches with the b+tch
so getting f+cked up with the pit
mobbing down with triple 6
aight, f+ck that
f+ck the opposition, f+ck your kids
f+ck your gang and f+ck your friends and any sh+t you n+ggas in
aye, i got soldiers who sending souls up and doing hold+ups
zilla, the head+splitter, the king cobra
i told ya, shoulda went to the store for pneumonia
mask, gloves, beggars, oh f+ck, sh+t
slump in the cut, put that glock in yo’ stomach, b+tch
talk all that talk, be the cause of concussion, b+tch
bow down ‘fore you on the news like yo’ cousin
bow down, n+gga, ain’t no peace, no discussion

[pre+chorus: zillakami]
yeah, ho, wassup?
yeah, ho, wassup?
yeah, ho, wassup?
yeah, ho, wassup?

[chorus: zillakami]
who cares who you with? are you scared? you scared
who cares who you with? are you scared? you scared
i’ll let the bodies stink the crib up, who cares? who cares?
we’ll leave it at that, motherf+cker, say your prayers



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