yung nixon, five.ma$a – massacre lyrics
[intro]
hey, cinque punto ragazzi
we out here doing our thang
ey we out here man, it’s five.ma$$a
non toccare me e la mia famiglia
[chorus]
yeah you don’t mess with the crew
we only value revenue
our boys be plannin’ rendezvous
your boys bout to be really screwed
1311462
come up we gon’ jujitsu
yeah we’ll giva ya deja vu
ya’ll remember through and through
[verse 1: five.ma$$a]
they be watching how i do my f-cking thang
the only thing they’ll ever hear is bang bang
only talking smack but see me patrollin’
they see me growing like i’m motherf-ckin’ stalin (ey, hold on hold on hold on)
all i see is them f-cking b-tches talking sh-t
we bout to blow their mind with this choppin’ hit
gbe, chief i see you being lit
glo boy sosa be the one that made it fit
[chorus]
yeah you don’t mess with the crew
we only value revenue
our boys be plannin’ rendezvous
your boys bout to be really screwed
1311462
come up we gon’ jujitsu
yeah we’ll giva ya deja vu
ya’ll remember through and through
[verse 2: five.ma$$a]
i take your b-tch out for some michelin steak
b-tch u like a little snake, why u givin’ headache
u rappin’ like u fake, little wannabe drake
two different levels, no u messin’ with the dt devils
they say they like my st–ze, made these snitchy dogs freeze
they feel the f-cking breeze, like an ambivalent seize
i sense these bl–dy snakes, they be everywhere snitchin’
i smell the thougee stakes, ya’ll about to be loosin’
our neck be bout to shine, cause we all iced out
we just so d-mn fine, that they will be priced out
i hear the phone is callin’, all i hear is the drama
ever since day 1 been balling, we like cryptograma (eeyy)
[verse 3: yung nixon]
comfy with the hierachy
i’m blazin up like cherokee
they calling it a felony
p114 can’t catch me
these thoughts they clogging up my brain
my mind is twisted like chow mein
philo like im socrates
enemy need remedy
counting sheep, losing sleep
shadows on the wall, creep
i be in the streets
smoking weed
lil b-tch -ss geek
i be whippin’ in a foreign with your b-tch on my side
i be whippin’ in a foreign with your hoe on my side
(man f-ck school)
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