gmo stax - cmo lyrics
[intro: gmo stax]
gmo (drip)
cmo
(turn me up, trad)
[chorus: gmo stax]
it’s some sh+t that i done did that’ll never tell n0body
it’s some sh+t that i done seen, i don’t never talk about it
f+ck fightin’, b+tch, i’m shootin’, how you wanna go about it?
n+ggas local, b+tch, we blow, the whole world know about us (gmo)
wanna lock in with the gang? then, n+gga, go and catch a body
homicide, homicide, but, n+gga, i still’ll rob you
whole city got they thumbs down, b+tch, don’t worry ’bout it
cmo, only certified n+ggas still ’round me
[verse 1: gmo stax]
gmo, i heard they lookin’ for me, it ain’t hard to find me
jumped in headfirst, they would’ve let me die, i started drawin’
same n+ggas say they love you be the ones who really lyin’
when i was down on my lowеst, they ain’t even comе around
when i was down in my lowest, they ain’t even hold the chop
and no bad blood, ’cause if they need me, i still got ’em (i still got ’em)
i don’t give a f+ck how long it take, ain’t sh+t slidin’
it’s some n+ggas played a couple years ago, they still dyin’
[chorus: gmo stax]
it’s some sh+t that i done did that’ll never tell n0body
it’s some sh+t that i done seen, i don’t never talk about it
f+ck fightin’, b+tch, i’m shootin’, how you wanna go about it?
n+ggas local, b+tch, we blow, the whole world know about us (gmo)
wanna lock in with the gang? then, n+gga, go and catch a body
homicide, homicide, but, n+gga, i still’ll rob you
whole city got they thumbs down, b+tch, don’t worry ’bout it
cmo, only certified n+ggas still ’round me
[verse 2: big30]
it’s cmo, p+ssy chopper, mafia manga
cannot miss opp n+ggas, certified members only
you hear that glock blrrt, drop that gun, get to runnin’
too late to call your manman, these n+ggas all in our moment
mama, noose can hit his ass with that hunnid
the trauma of sendin’ war, i sent a n+gga homeless
and i keep it on me, thirty round, fifty shots or better (blrrt, blrrt)
i let it out wherever (blrrt), ridin’ c whatever weather (blrrt, blrrt)
n+gga play with 30, never (never), buy a couple berettas
we cuttin’ fingers off snitchin’, bangin’ up three letters
choppa gang forever, we gon’ k!ll him, we gon’ die together
knock sh+t off, stay on the scene, my k!llers so clever
big30 the devil, they can’t f+ck with me on any level
i’m in the double r with cg on the season level
choppa gang with tmo, like play with me, ’cause, n+gga, that’s my brother
and we don’t stroke a n+gga, he called my mama his mama
[outro: big30]
blrrt, blrrt
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