nems - what it do lyrics
[verse: 1]
give you the two piece with the biscuit
n-gga, and take the haze
leave you shaking, like a dog sh-tting razor blades
ya’ll little n-gga’s couldn’t make the grades
listen, if you’re the king of hearts
motherf-cker, i’m the ace of spades
you paper made, couldn’t hold a gat
n-gga, i’ll punch you in your chest so hard
it’ll make your shoulders clap
take your frail -ss and fold you back
f-ck spitting rhymes, your mouth is only good for holding sacks
you talk about stacks but you ain’t really holding none
one shot, one k!ll – you’d think i had the golden gun
you gets no -ss, i thought you was a older nun
only way you might beat something is if you hold a drum
kidnap your family and hold your son
f-ck your wife in the mouth, and send her back to you
it’s over, done
my name holds weight, you might a though i rolled with pun
murderfest, f-ck your lifestyle
it’s over, what?!?!?!
[hook – repeat 4x]
f-ck me? no, f-ck you
f-ck your life n-ggah
what it do?
[verse 2]
my eye’s see it all, most of ya’ll n-ggas wouldn’t peep it
try to take mine’s, i’ll leave you a parapalegic
i keep a dime b-tch laced in victory secret
king of the underground like pharoahs buried in egypt
i make n-ggas’ naseus, sea sick, eat d-ck
roll through your on some beef sh-t, three clips
talk about beef? sh-t, i’ll break your jaw for dinner
muderfest, the name rings like fingers
next year i’m f-cking, hands down
run up in your studio and leave your man down
shot’s fired, n-gga you’re blocks tired
and they love me, ’cause my sh-t’s hard like rockweilers
you’re soft like poodles
n-gga, you’re sh-t’s do-do
leave your b-tch dry, when i slip her the wet noodle
the whole kitten come brutal
put a whole whole clip through
that’ll twist your body up so fast, you’ll thinks it’s vodoo
[hook – repeat 4x]
[verse 3]
it’s the brooklyn bandit, coney island k!lla
mermaid murderer, 33rd gorilla
mob thriller, godzilla, murderfestah
running your mouth? light you up like uncle fester
yes, the time is now if it’s ever been
show you how to float in the ocean, but you’ll never swim
turn your frown upside down, but you’ll never grin
trying to go against me n-gga? but you’ll never win
oh, here another thing, don’t try won’t work
rush and roulette with a full clip, here go first
i’ll leave you so murked
you’ll say “he ain’t did nothing”
mollie whopped, with a body shot
have your ribs touching
i rep brooklyn so hard, they think i’m b.i.g.’s cousin
jigga’s brother
f-ck your life n-gga, i will stick your mother
i’ll meet your b-tch right now and i’ll get the number
all i got is two thing for her
hard d-ck and rubber
[hook – repeat 4x]
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