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mo3 - 221 lyrics

intro

tell them people the truth, say they been mislead, they been misinformed, like nah n+gga this ain’t no dis rap, my partna dead and gone but happy birthday though, you n+ggas know whats up with me in real life though that’s on gang

hook

don’t hurt n0body, don’t do em bad (do em bad) cause i been traumatized blame it on my past, if i say so my youngins gone crash (oh they gone crash) they better lay low cause no they don’t want that, this is for my enemies please don’t tell on me, they heard about my background, got too much felonies (foreal) knowing i won’t back down that weapon stay on me, and i’m yelling 219 that’s my memory

verse 1

they don’t wanna talk about the real sh+t ? (nope) go tell them people how them boys got hit up, gunfire slanging iron pull+up with sticks huh, (what?) this ain’t no m+th+ f+cking stick up (it ain’t) clip taped to the choppa n+gga this the one, looking for 30 heard the opp tryna get of us, you heard about a rapper sprinter in the cross fire ? yessir i did i heard that b+tch got extra ripped up (gang) just got of the phone with mr. hickado, he like chill i ain’t tryna hear that sh+t no more (nah) i don’t see these boys im on a different flow (what?) whack something then im gone won’t n0body know (pow) all they partnas got hit up you better check the scope, im connivingate night, i won’t tell a soul, rapping ass n+gga do a trick or something (huh?) bet i’ll put that lil b+tch in a figure 4 (yeahhh) all on ig with that riff raff, scrolling down my time im like here he go, i know these n+ggas hear me through their stereo (they do) i leave some bullet holes bigger than a cheerio, they was on my d+ck bouta year ago (they was) believe in god lil n+gga i don’t fear a soul (i dontl) go and ask them n+ggas what i do to em (what) i make it hard for em everywhere they go (yeahh)

hook

don’t hurt n0body, don’t do em bad (do em bad) cause i’ve been traumatized blame it on my past, if i say so my youngins gone crash (oh they gone crash) they better lay low cause no they don’t want that (gang gang) this is for my enemies please don’t tell on me, heard about my background got too much felonies (foreal) knowing i won’t back down that weapon stay on me (pow) and i’m yelling 219 that’s my memory (yeahhh)

verse 2

every one of these n+ggas coming to get em hit em up in the rental, my gorilla not gone say a thang (what?) thinking about slanging that iron im moving
lane to lane(foreal) calico eat up a n+gga like someone raising cane, i fell in love with my hitta gotta go pick em it’s a lot of these n+ggas, i’m finna stop em that’s what i been thinking (thinking) couple k!llers in my circle know they occupation, we be down that block it’s an abomination (gtttllrrrr) pretty lil choppa gotta be gold fam (yeahh) hanging out the window when i roll it down you’ll think i got class from a stripper n+gga, the way my young n+ggas swing that pole around, b+tch i’m osama el chapo (chapo) and they know to lay low when the bro in town (foreal) everywhere i go they know what’s going down (what? ) couple sticks stuck to me when i roll em out, (yeahhh) no freddy kruger i’m michael meyers black monkey suit and a ski mask (yeah) black on black choppa with 3 flags (foreal) i ran a handle b+tch im rambo with don’t make me mad, pull up with a stick and make that heat flash, i was thinking bout buying me a g+wagon, i be in the cut n+gga keep laughing, i don’t know about no beef i’ma keep smashing (yeahh yeahh)

hook

don’t hurt n0body don’t do em bad (do em bad) cause i’ve been traumatized blame it on my past, if i say so my youngins gone crash (oh they gone crash) they better lay low cause no they don’t want that, (gang gang) this is for my enemies please don’t tell on me, they heard about my background got too much felonies (foreal) knowing i won’t back down that weapon stay on me (pow) and i’m yelling 219 that’s my memory. (yeahhh)

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