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mozzy - ain't no tellin' lyrics

[intro: mozzy]
fonzie go brazy
insane
808 mafia
yeah

[verse 1: mozzy]
goon body, who you dudes body that was relevant? (n-body, n-gg-)
hit his intelligence, get you knocked off for a settlement
we sneakin’ the metal in, got the mini-drake like the taliban (ooh)
these n-gg-s rockin’ with snitches, talkin’ ’bout he better not tell again, d-mn
lil’ bruh took an l, he tryna settle in
and he need to paypal my cash to settle the debt he in
got hit for a band-aid on a side bet, i’m finna bet again (i’m like, “f-ck it”)
pull out a fifty piece on you boys and drop on a better benz, yeah
i got an f&n and you know i bought it from the mexicans (my n-gg- primo)
shout out the prices, in love with the prices, them my next of kin (my n-gg- primo)
that’s on my mama and ’em
we pulling up n-gg-s, got problem with them
ayy, shout out my mama and ’em
said, “get off your -ss, go get you an m,” yeah
that’s what i did, that’s what i did, that’s what i did for real (for real, for real)
he throwin’ up subs, so i’ma just go and f-ck the homie b-tch for real (for real, for real)
ayy, i’m with the sh-t for real
ain’t no doubt about it, ask about a n-gg-
you know them jewelers’ll k!ll you for speakin’ ill
get whacked by the n-gg-

[verse 2: don q]
hah, hah, yeah, heaven or h-ll, it ain’t no telling (ain’t no telling)
they wanna picture me catching a sh-ll, i ain’t gon’ let ’em, uh
look at my life, i did well, a n-gg- ain’t dead and i ain’t no felon (i ain’t no felon)
f-ck your protection, the n-gg-s i brung, they ain’t gon’ threaten, n-gg-
i’m putting dope in the leaf, uh (dope in the leaf)
i pour a four in a peach, uh (four in a peach)
i cannot foreign with creeps, uh (foreign with creeps)
turbo motor in the jeep, uh
arm is short but i got reach, i could send blitz, uh
i party with a singer b-tch, cocaine coming off her fingertips, uh
most days i reminisce how a n-gg- sold tres for a nick (what else?)
my homie cookin’ like it’s homemade, he got road rage with the whip (what else?)
the block lookin’ like the stone age, make ’em soul train for a fifth
you cross the street where them boys stay, look both ways or get hit (yeah, yeah, yeah)
all the hoes say a n-gg- lit (lit)
send me the list, i bet i surp-ss them, n-gg- (i bet i surp-ss them, n-gg-)
i can’t get distracted, n-gg-
packages gettin’ a wrapping, n-gg- (they gettin’ a wrapping, n-gg-)
ain’t no attachment, n-gg-, i put that hoe on a raffle, n-gg-, uh
it ain’t a gaffle, i need a statue right in the apple, n-gg-, uh

[outro: don q]
uh, uh, it ain’t no telling, uh
ain’t no telling, uh
ain’t no telling, n-gg-

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