a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

mozzy - hardline lyrics

[hook: uzzy marcus]
pushing a hardline
for all them nights i was in that cell doing hard time
full time driller, other n-ggas just part time
i’m really out here. you n-ggas just part time
i’m really out here pushing a hardline
for all them nights i was in that cell doing hard time
full time driller, other n-ggas just part time
i’m really out here. you n-ggas just part time
i’m really out here pushing a hardline

[verse 1: mozzy]
my brother did 6,7 years on that yard time
bustin down a spread. gorditos and pork rinds
it was early on, i was off of that porch right
pushing under the porch light right in them trenches
quit snitchin man your k!llers in the system
you was scared of a conviction
b-tch you wasn’t even a victim n-gga
that’s on god, 100 k!llers on call
turn you to a veggie ball behind talkin on the illa n-gga
the load rented, dark tinted with some k!llas in it
military state of mind. get your ceiling dented
turnin down guns fight. where that sh-t permitted?
up the pole, let it blow through your vintage linen
circle smaller than a dot, had to crop the image
why you woofin to them hookers like i’m not the n-gga
she ran a nice (?), h-lla commas in it
trappin out the telly, garbage full of condoms in it

[verse 2: cellyru]
real shooter, got the keep the pole with me
couple lil bros with me. bruh drop the whole 50
lost n-ggas, so many. shed tears, don’t show any
situation so sticky, drop 50 in the 50s
private number keep callin,n-ggas sayin they gon k!ll me
f-ck a p-ss. if i lack and you see me, n-gga drill me
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas really, yeah straight like that n-gga
i don’t f-ck with pigs, it’s f 12 just like a f.a.b n-gga
n-ggas miserable and broke. go secure the bag n-gga
in my city bang the east. out of town i’m a sac n-gga
i be rappin, don’t mistake me for none of these rappin n-ggas
mozzy n-ggas, no security. pistols and active n-ggas
you hear me? no security. gangstas and straps with us
come and find out if you think that n-ggas is actin n-gga
slap the b-tch, pop her brother for playin the captain n-gga
take a l for my brothers on mothers what’s hannin

[verse 3: e mozzy]
it’s money over your friends and family over the bread
the weakest n-gga give up and probably leave you for dead
i never been down that road but its heavy up on my head
pushed up hit him the shoulder, tried to hit him in the head
n-ggas slidin off dope cause lord knows they scared
knew the game was real when i seen my n-gga get burried
never know when it come, you just gotta be prepared
no time to hesitate, we ain’t throwing shots in the air
att-tude f-cked up, get it poppin up in here
and i’m really from the block, we got the squad up in here
d.a tryna build a case, they want us all out of here
on the interstate, huggin lanes going on the tier
when they see them dealer plates, they say “the cali plugs here”
you finally trippin over n-ggas thats been gone for some years
you ain’t with the movement, you dont belong up in here
disrespect, we’ll leave a n-gga cold up in here

- mozzy lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS