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t-mula - mazza freestyle lyrics

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[verse 1: t-mula}

you ain’t on p-ss and you ain’t on sh-t
like you ain’t got heart like that
cuh i was on the curb
i was really tryna work
i was really tryna graft and that
for i had you b-tch
she was on my d-ck
she was tryna get me hard and that (trust me)
and if you wanna get jerked like them n-ggas from brum
you ain’t getting your {?} back
so its free all my n-ggas up in isis
cuh, my n-ggas, they’re too violent
its like the opps chew too much
like the way they are f-cking with the trident
i was whizzing round in a ding dong
but the b-tch really though i had a license
cuh mans been about like oldschool
mans been about like vikings

(beat restarts)

you ain’t on p-ss and you ain’t on sh-t
like you ain’t got heart like that
cuh i was on the curb
i was really tryna work
i was really tryna graft and that
for i had you b-tch
she was on my d-ck
she was tryna get me hard and that (trust me)
and if you wanna get jerked like them n-ggas from brum
you ain’t getting your {?} back
so its free all my n-ggas up in isis
cuh, my n-ggas, they’re too violent
its like the opps chew too much
like the way they are f-cking with the trident
i was whizzing round in a ding dong
but the b-tch really though i had a license
cuh mans been about like oldschool
mans been about like vikings
f-ck a wine and kotch
i make her suck til’ i rise and pop
so there’s 2 sh-lls there for that bruckback
2 sh-lls there for the dots (bow, bow)
since bro died like ‘word’
manna can’t take that loss (r.i.p)
and if a opp boy really tryna ride
manna get smoked on the block
free gunsmoke, he a real kwenger
cuh he kwenged on them yutes (true)
it’s like hows man talking about loud
when the loud there straight on mute? (quiet)
it’s like don really thought that i lacked
i really had a shank in my shoe
run up in the trap house with the bruckback
like ‘make sure n0body move’
i treat your girlfriend like the bando
cuh i’m in then out
so when i catch my opp in the corner
there is no ins and outs
for man serve the green, i dont like the green
like it’s brussels sprouts
no burner on me or shank on me
then i tump his mouth

{bridge}

opps see me and get confused like a rubix cube
n-ggas still living on the sh-t that they used to do
n-ggas they ain’t buying guns
they would rather buy the latest shoes
i’m trying to get rich and custom my house like mover do



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