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hoodzilla - murder mystery pt. ii (fuckem) lyrics

[intro]
(sh+t, yeah sh+t)
(you thought that this is over huh?)
(lemme tell you it ain’t, motherf+cker)
(just listen to this whole eight shots from me y’all been wondering about)
(f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em)
(i need something more grim or sh+t!)

[chorus]
f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em
opps pullin’ up, you need to crack ’em
opps roundin’ up, you need to check ’em
snitch runnin’ up, you need to make ’em
b+tch!
f+ck ’em, crack ’em, neck ’em
opps pullin’ up, you need to crack ’em
opps gangin’ up, you need to neck ’em
snitch runnin’ up, you need to make ’em+

[verse 1]
lil b+tch, can you go?
ain’t a snitch, so tell ’em “no”
ain’t a b+tch, f+ck it let’s go
time is ticking, tick+tock tick+tock
titanic+cotine
i’m in pain so pop codeine
b+tch in vain so take some lean
man in van who you gunnin’?
ay!
shut the f+ck up, ain’t playing with you
b+tch get the f+ck up, ain’t done with you
b speak the f+ck up, think he got some issue
i’mma smack the f+ck up, you already f+cked up
‘cos ain’t no such things as halfway crooks
y’all just a snitch and them b+tch gon’ shook
if life is chessboard then i’m wesley so (f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em)
i’m an assh0l+, never try to f+ck with me so
(make ’em b+tch!)
[chorus]
f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps roundin’ up, y’all need to check ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b+tch!
f+ck ’em, crack ’em, neck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps gangin’ up, y’all need to neck ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b+tch!

[verse 2]
doubting me?
live your life, how dare you grilling me?
never ever compare yourself to me
yeah took me six years for a bach’s degree
piece of sh+t is
he be bragging but he ain’t got act done
he be scrambling he ain’t lamar jackson
college physics, call me degrasse tyson
bad at bar spit, but i’mma lecture you son
pressure meet loc that’s force (uh huh)
energy changed not lost (alright)
potentially masses get high with a key not an ounce (ok)
heat is mass that’s constantly f+cked with time (uh)
beat’s so fine now opps wanna chime (uh)
bag is mine y’all won’t get a dime (what!?)
f+ck you c+nt! i’mma+
(make ’em b+tch!)
[chorus]
f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps roundin’ up, y’all need to check ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b+tch!
f+ck ’em, crack ’em, neck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps gangin’ up, y’all need to neck ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b+tch!

[outro]
(ay ay, for real for real tho)
(i really not cut out for this rap sh+t)
(it’s just me, venting sh+t that’s been happening, using my own beat man)
(so if you wanna use these beat just hit me up on ig or sh+t)
(soundcloud, spotify, or wherever the f+ck you listening these sh+t from)
(aight)

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