young moose – chiraq remix lyrics
young moose n-gga
out the mud
[verse 1: young moose]
im wit it n-gga
im committed n-gga
out the mud
how im livin n-gga
head shot
come get it n-gga
then post up
i did it n-gga
trap hard
buy more pistols
come threw till they get the picture
four weeks straight
f-ck n-ggas
dumb n-gga thought i was slippin
cut ’em off like a pair a clippers
then bang on ’em like blake griffin
head shots
i complete the mission
all i hear is people b-tchin
my mova like shouldn’t have played witcha
same n-gga that stays witchu
same bed he laid witchu
ta be forreal he was raised witchu
f-ck n-gga keep talking down
what the f-ck people think they can walk around
like a cruise fitta had ta chop him down
the car was hot
had to walk ’em down
b-tch n-gga dont make a sound
matter fact dont come around
same sh-t you dont know about me
smack you up
make you roll out
pistol whip you
knock your golds out
f-ck put his -ss in the old house
young wit that g gold out
clap his -ss
bring the poles out
dumb dumb bring them hoes out
they see me
what you know about
keep it on my
be too crowded
pop you then just forget about it
call freak be callin me
that gold forever
that real beef
we come through
went bang bang
errybody think they chief keef
when we swing threw its a hurricane
make sure yall ont get no sleep
im goin hard like labron
i got heat
its on me
they got my picture in the district
like bobby johnson
imma og
slide down
leave a n-gga flat
knock the air out of ’em like a slow leak
my b-tch called said “good night”
f-ck out of here i ain’t goin ta sleep
you bet mines go flip flop
when its rainin out yall b-tches cheap
dirty wh0r- what you geekin for
baby father tried to kick the door
h-ll no i got something for ’em
he come in here we gonna go to war
had his -ss eating out of straws
k12 gun inna floor
makin that money
my n-ggas get draw
my mans booked so im goin through it
f-ck the hitta you know imma do it
we ain’t talkin you know imma do it
talkin crazy i say imma do it
we real n-ggas we ready for war
the realest condition and give ’em some more
servin the scramble and sellin the raw
guarantee they come back for some more
you really want war that war, is you sure
[verse 2: x sl1ck]
semi automatic 9-millameter 16 shot h-llo tips
hit a n-gga wit a 350
sendin n-ggas -ss doing back flips
im from cherry hill
its a battle field
you f-ck around get your sh-t peeled
you f-ck around get you sh-t split
get your head bust when your f-cking wit us
my nuts is saggin like afghanistan
everybody got a gun in dey hand
they watchin up wit the binoculars up inna helicopters
its pakistan
im hittin the hood wit a nuet bomb
everybody knows my arms strong
everybody knows im king kong
im puttin all them little n-ggas on
16 wit a m16
you call me the slitherines
you n-ggas be takin them pop shots
my n-ggas be leavin the murder scenes
i ont like them n-ggas from the other side
i pull up to ’em
now shots fired
catch his -ss from the blind side
get them tips shots from the 405
i want a n-gga to retaliate
serve his -ss onna dinner plate
i split a head wit a mac-10
while my little n-gga gotta 38
fire works like the 4th of july
bum, bum, bum
n-gga you die
fire works like the 4th of july
la, la, la
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