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savv4x - modshit lyrics

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[intro]
late night in your
late night in your hood it gets spooky, i’m creepin’

[chorus]
late night in your hood it gets spooky, i’m creepin’
belt to ass, i give ’em a beatin’
if he can’t learn, i’m a teach ’em
if i punch in, then i’m bleachin’
if you punch in, you’re not leavin’
i’ll glue his head to the cement
beat it broad day, i was runnin’ through traffic
cars are crashin’, tires are screechin’
people were bleedin’, b+tches were screamin’, b+tch i’m a demon
watch how i throw up the beam on his face, watch me bend his nose
and i know that he’s mad that i’m f+ckin’ his hoеs
know his b+tch is a tweak, put the d+ck in her throat
and i got somе sh+t with a beam and a scope
how you gangster? boy you hide out in your home
i’ll blow that sh+t up if i ever get lo’

[verse]
i’ll blow that sh+t up since you’re not comin’ out
if i catch you, i’m a shoot up your house
better watch how you speak, ’cause i’ll shoot off your mouth
and i never been rat, don’t call me mickey mouse
and i never been rat, i’m known for doin’ crime
since fifteen been jumpin’ in them rides
if i didn’t have a gun, then i’m goin’ with my knife
i pop out the cut with larry or 9
yeah bro put the beam on his back
watch him twitch like a b+tch, when the bullet hits spine
yeah my young n+ggas be steppin’
the olders to free still free the ones doin’ time
yeah n+ggas get left on they door mat
knock on the door like you ordered a fries
bullets is combing his hair
makin’ it itch like a n+gga had lice
why the f+ck would you diss all of the guys?
this sh+t ain’t a game you don’t got nine lives
b+tch you don’t ride for your guy, ’cause you know me
i’ll gladly jump inside your ride
the cros been tellin’ me to chill with this rap sh+t
but i really don’t give a f+ck
if you don’t want to jump inside that car hold my ones
yeah if you don’t want to drive, i’ll do it on feet, n+gga just park up
[chorus]
late night in your hood it gets spooky, i’m creepin’
belt to ass, i give ’em a beatin’
if he can’t learn, i’m a teach ’em
if i punch in, then i’m bleachin’
if you punch in, you’re not leavin’
i’ll glue his head to the cement
beat it broad day, i was runnin’ through traffic
cars are crashin’, tires are screechin’
people were bleedin’, b+tches were screamin’, b+tch i’m a demon
watch how i throw up the beam on his face, watch me bend his nose
and i know that he’s mad that i’m f+ckin’ his hoes
know his b+tch is a tweak, put the d+ck in her throat
and i got some sh+t with a beam and a scope
how you gangster? boy you hide out in your home
i’ll blow that sh+t up if i ever get lo’



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