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M1 Shit Lyrics - Artist : TEC
[TEC:]
Mikki Gunz On Da Track Uh We runnin' down, nigga Ain't no stoppin', this shit'll never stop I can't see it, I can't see it, bitch Know what the fuck you, what you seen through your eyes But I can't see it, bitch ass nigga We was taught to keep a pole, go to war, go get a soul Niggas talk like they gon' blow, I know all them niggas hoes Heart cold like some snow in a blizzard Before I let 'em take me, I'ma smoke me a nigga Clip on the Drac', it touch the front of this bitch Keep shootin' while you on the ground, try to put you under this bitch They know Lil Lu be in charge, that's who runnin' this shit He got them Spiders out they body, Murder One in this shit And when I step, I'm stepping straight, it ain't no stumbling shit Ain't tryna go back to that place but that's what come with this shit Opps tryna be cool with me, I can son that lil' bitch Go bait him in and play him close, then I'ma punish that bitch (Bitch, come here, booyah) Bitch, that's what you get for all that friendly shit Throw all your niggas under the bus, try to play innocent Like it ain't up with us no more and you wan' end this shit But that's why we different 'cause you pussy and I'm pinnin' shit Boy, you know you been a bitch Bodies droppin' as we speak, it'll never stop Why you clutchin' beacoup heat that you never shot? Quit all that acting, that shit get you turned to ashes One Spider step with a passion, zip him up and body bag him We was taught to keep a pole, go to war, go get a soul Niggas talk like they gon' blow, I know all them niggas hoes Heart cold like some snow in a blizzard Before I let 'em take me, I'ma smoke me a nigga Clip on the Drac', it touch the front of this bitch Keep shootin' while you on the ground, try to put you under this bitch They know Lil Lu be in charge, that's who runnin' this shit He got them Spiders out they body, Murder One in this shit [Yolo Huncho:] My heart cold, the stock fold, this ain't no Mobb D and Jay-Z This the one flip back to K Street, that cutter came off Shay Street Refuse to let you play me, strapped down in the cold hundreds Let off that MAC, it sound like thunder Fuckin' that boy, you know I son him With the Spiders, real creature Them choppers delete you Having talks with the Reaper Havin' my way with them heaters Glock-9, MAC-10, four fevers Midnight, war time when we spin through Brand new K, put a nigga on the menu 7.62's, you know they gon' bend you Yeah, that bitch with me, you know they gon' end you Havin' talks with my heater, pray to God that you don't let me down Park this bitch, I'm walking down, retaliation, body found And we can't wait to catch that pussy bitch up out of bounds Closed casket, underground, stuck there, ain't no coming down [TEC:] We was taught to keep a pole, go to war, go get a soul Niggas talk like they gon' blow, I know all them niggas hoes Heart cold like some snow in a blizzard Before I let 'em take me, I'ma smoke me a nigga Clip on the Drac', it touch the front of this bitch Keep shootin' while you on the ground, try to put you under this bitch They know Lil Lu be in charge, that's who runnin' this shit He got them Spiders out they body, Murder One in this shit Murder, Murder One somethin', bitch Fuck you, yeah, I'm tellin' you it's really up Yeah, bitch, ain't none of that old peace treaty pussy boy ass shit Man, don't call me, don't write me, don't none of that You know what I'm sayin' Y'all niggas tryna leave receipts And I'ma leave that shit a dead The fans ain't gotta catch it, long as you caught it Lu shit, retarded |
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