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mori briscoe - hide & seek lyrics

[intro: mori briscoe]
grrah, grrah, grrah
lots to floxks, floxks to lots, it goes both ways, n+gga
look

[chorus: mori briscoe]
said they lots to floxks k, n+ggas lyin’
i done bend through that sh+t, n+ggas hidin’
wal blixk with me, gang, gang slidin’
dior dead and they ain’t even tryin’
n+ggas p+ssy i won’t even cap to you
n+ggas shook of me, that’s just a factual
when i spin the whole p’z, see a factor
like, if you’re droppin’ the rakes then we clappin’ you

[verse 1: mori briscoe]
mention nick then you die, that’s facts
n+ggas said they gon’ slide, that’s cap
don’t ask why shh in a pack
since he died they ain’t never get back
and we smokin’ on slime so we slimin’ ’em
old days n+ggas wasn’t outside with us
he got hit with his homie, he tried to run
likе, d+mn, he should’ve died with him
n+ggas dissin’ until thеy in critical
beam on the gun can’t f+ck up my visual
if he with him, f+ck it, he get it too
can’t try to creep ‘cause my vision peripheral
that’s a opp right there, bro hop out
we ain’t hittin’ no innocents, watch out
get up close, walk down with the mop out
tell them get back, when the opps gon’ pop out?
it get ugly, it ain’t us if we ain’t leave it bl++dy
i’ma slide with gb, that’s my muddy
folks on go tryna catch him a duppy
he on a hunt for a man down
got a drum on his gun like a band now
pull the hammer back and let it slam down
all them n+ggas got low when we ran down
[verse 2: gbaby]
heard he droppin’ the rakes he in critical
send mar and he leavin’ you spirtual
dnd, that’s who in the [?]
dead hounds, that sh+t really typical
gdk so we gotta get rid of you
no knocks so i gotta get physical
he got hit ‘cause he hat, it’s traditional
no [?] ‘cause i’m mixin’ these visuals
in the bay then we out to the 5th
see no bloods we gon’ boom at the crips
tinted v, i’ma boom at the whip
26 get back, yeah, that sh+t is myth
two deep, don’t run, don’t trip
don’t look in my eyes when i’m clearin’ the strip
see humble i’m throwin’ like six, matter of a fact, i’m dumpin’ the clip
stop [?], y’all wouldn’t dare
i’m a demon don’t boom in the air
[?], i will never care
i will slime n+ggas so it stand
dissin’ gang better have a prayer
we them n+ggas they hate and they fear
come and slide, n+gga, i’m prepared
yeah, i’m right on your block, n+gga, y’all ain’t here
keep cl!ckin’, just cl!ck, don’t stop ‘til you see ‘em all drop
in the 9, n+gga, or the cloccs, if i see me a crip throw shot after shot
i’m with mori, that’s the lots
ltf, [?] renegade floxks
if you mention gang better have your knocks
creep up, we gon’ air out the spot
[chorus]
said they lots to floxks k, n+ggas lyin’
i done bend through that sh+t, n+ggas hidin’
wal blixk with me, gang, gang slidin’
dior dead and they ain’t even tryin’
n+ggas p+ssy i won’t even cap to you
n+ggas shook of me, that’s just a factual
when i spin the whole p’z, see a factor
like, if you’re droppin’ the rakes then we clappin’ you

- mori briscoe lyrics

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