Blamm Summ (feat. bredk)
Maurii
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We love you, Maurii Make a pussy nigga, pick his head up Riding with that nina, I'm gon' blam some If he run up on me, know I got one Mama, you know you ain't gotta worry about your son Cause you know if that nigga run up, then he fuckin' done I'm gon' catch me a body, why? Cause the pussy nigga tried me Up that bitch, I been feenin' for a homi We gon' make that pussy nigga cry for mommy I been seen him hatin' from the start I ain't gon' do nothin', I'ma go sit back and watch New Glock with the cord That pussy nigga play, then he gon' bite the cord Ain't no electric Beefin' with them hoe-ass niggas, man, I'm on some next shit But kno', if I ever see you, I'm gon' wanna face shit I'm gon' wanna bake shit, my brothers ain't gon' say shit Know they on the same time and they ain't on no late shit Lately, I been on some makin' money, f*ck the world shit If that pussy nigga talk too crazy, get his head split All I wanna see leave from your body is some red shit I ain't finna censor shit, I'm on one just like a ted skit Bitch, pussy nigga keep your head up Cause if you don't, you gon' lose your head, huh Pop a Perk ten, I wanna see some red, nah I'm on bullshit, kick over your head stone Make a pussy nigga, pick his head up Riding with that nina, I'm gon' blam some If he run up on me, know I got one Mama, you know you ain't gotta worry about your son Cause you know if that nigga run up, then he fuckin' done I'm gon' catch me a body, why? Cause the pussy nigga tried me Up that bitch, I been feenin' for a homi We gon' make that pussy nigga cry for mommy Yeah, I'm feenin' for a homi, nigga Killers right beside me, nigga G-Lock on the side of me, tell that boy don't try with me Bootin' off them pills, off them oxys pop a lotty' I was fucked up back then, but now I'm up, don't touch my body Ayy, treat him like a bad kid, we whoop him for that talkin Ayy, no more, we gon' split your wig, we don't do all that yoppin Yeah, post up where you is, we find that car, I bet we chop it Ayy, see your house, my young niggas kick your door, bitch, we ain't knockin Shoot that chop, bitch, let it knock Ayy, clutch that ARP, no stock Jump out, chase him with a Glock Hit a bitch with a Broom, Now we need a mop He dissin', I don't respond, tell him to stop I'm flexin' my gun, cause I know it's gon' pop I'm takin' him off for the peace and the nice Yeah, I'm shiesty as f*ck, I might take your block, nigga
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