Songtext Aside Mozzy

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Go
Long live my brother, he did kill your bitch-ass brother (Flexin' on that bitch, hold up)
Go
Ain't shit change, I'll still kill for the check (FOREVEROLLING)

Go, the most hated up in the 'Raq, I'm still in the bity
Long live Scoom, nigga fuck lil' Hawk, this pack I'm smokin' on called Risky
I ain't gotta bap on no hats, you can ask my block, my opps, they know I get busy
They step on shit, first think them niggas ain't gon' save you, when you mention Jeff and Q50
It's a bag on his head, I'm collectin' that
Tryna merge in my lane, your ass gon' rat
Takin' what from who? Man, a nigga gon' die
Can't name an opp block that ain't felt that fire
Catch a dyke bitch, do her ass like KI
Hate when a bitch ass don't match her thigh
BloodHound airport, we make shit fly
Go, go
We get that lo', gon' fuck up the function
I know two niggas from BKN, they love lookin' up, they see they luncheon
Fuck my opps, them niggas dead
I lost Jeff and I seen red
Slide and took ten into the head
How the fuck that nigga ain't dead?
I know that they shooter ain't got to eat, nigga, I don't go feast
Me and Lil' Nate swing at the park, we hopped out cars and swung our yeek
I move street shit aside, nigga, don't be quiet when they come to police
I move street shit aside, better keep your iron, you know it's beef
I move street shit aside, don't set 'em fire, nigga, let us eat
I move street shit aside, nigga, know they done, they play with me
I move street shit aside, I— I move street shit aside
I move street shit aside, I— I— I move street shit aside

Jump out on that timin', we gon' slime him, fuck your side (Fuck your side)
Jump out on that timin', we gon' slime him, fuck your tribe, nigga (Fuck your tribe)
Jump out on that timin we gon' slime him, fuck the sirens
On my daughter, he ain't gettin' up from them shots, tryna fry him
Pussy in your blood, you ain't no fella, you can't hide it
Gave the drop to lil' bro, that nigga fumbled, too excited
It's yoppers, in this Cyber', I got priors and I'm still totin'
Nigga forty something without no B, act like he still on it
Introduce your bitch to Figuero, threw them heels on her
Locked in with the real only, my lil' homies got lil' homies
You ain't killin' for 'em, take lil' brother out your bio
Kamikaze suicidal, sucka K, it's fuck the rivals, nigga

I know that they shooter ain't got to eat, nigga, I don't go feast
Me and Lil' Nate swing at the park, we hopped out cars and swung our yeek
I move street shit aside, nigga, don't be quiet when they come to police
I move street shit aside, better keep your iron, you know it's beef
I move street shit aside, don't set 'em fire, nigga, let us eat
I move street shit aside, nigga, know they done, they play with me
I move street shit aside, I— I move street shit aside
I move street shit aside, I— I— I move street shit aside

I went black for like a week, that's poof
Mmm, so you heard, gotta go after that one, poof
I came back, poof
Long live them niggas, though