Pop Out Bros (feat. Miami Style)

Moey B

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Moey B


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Had to dub back for da remix catch a nigga lackin on some sweet shit
Live by da gun you gon die by it, I really practice wat I'm preachin
Fareal tho and I really beat shit
Hit a nigga up wit da AR leave a nigga stankin in da graveyard
F*ck niggas always tryna play hard
These niggas ain't hard these niggas fake hard
Say dat shit again for em hit a nigga up wit da chopstick
Tellin ass nigga on some cop shit think dat shit funny I am not IT
Clown ass nigga say its up get popped quick
Wipe em down wit da mop stick wipe a nigga down like a snotty nose
Enie mini mighty mo say dat nigga gotta go adiós
Slammin these niggas like dominoes blood on my feet
Steppin on shit wit my Nikes on
Finessin these niggas like two of um wish a nigga would try to do sum'n
Fresh in this bitch like a new one hot boy shit
Nigga f*ck around and get blew up fareal
Play da cut get stalked down f*ck a drive by ima walk down
Got my dawgs wit me, got my dawgs wit me
Get stomped out hunnid niggas wit me don't run now

First off ima big steppin ass nigga
Put my foot on her neck while I'm stabbin dat pussy
Ain't neva been friendly but my glock will like to know you
Betta get ya mind right before I knock it off ya shoulder
I was spinnin on niggas before dat shit became da lingo
I'll hit a nigga block then spin dat bitch again
If I can't find you ima put it on yo friend
I don't really got no chill I'll put it on ya kid
I'm da reaper in da flesh I be dreaming bout bodies
I dun slept wit a knife woke up stabbin my pillow
I dun got da witness whacked don't be tellin my bidness
All this money made me chill I'll pay to get you zipped
You my first round draft I can't wait to get you picked
Steppas fouling niggas out quick to take em out da game
Hottest in da city make da sun want shade
Lived a brazy ass life before dey hauled me off to prison
Niggas wanna be da plug but in da court room snitchin
Tellin bout a body why da f*ck you doing that
Got a real long memory shit hard for me to forget
Get killed before I get you ima dig you out da grave
Ima real gravedigger I'll separate ya limbs
I'm da biggest steppa ever nickname should be timbs
Mack dun shot so many niggas I could make it my career
And I ain't neva shot a shot that I ain't aim above da rim

Set dat nigga up for da slam dunk
Price tag on dat nigga head ima pay for it
Errybody know that money talk
Like I'm laughing all da way to da bank
Bitch I'm bout to do my money walk
These niggas too sweet
Hit a nigga wit a dropkick when its time to step use 2 feet
Bet a f*ck nigga won't do shit I shoot shit that's true shit
Put da scope on a nigga dats a headshot
Hit da tattoo shop like I need another teardrop
Big blood all my niggas playin wit them red dots
Take a nigga's bitch guarantee I make her bed rock
Guarantee I make her bed rock hit her from da back got her calling me Fred
I don't want dat pussy just gimme dat head
I don't want da pussy just gimme dat bread

Mannn Moey B spare em you don't even gotta kill em
I'll duct tape da nigga then throw em off da building
Really feared on this murda shit nightmare on Christmas
All this snitchin made me chill I'm a rapper now
But I'll still fry a nigga like a skillet pot
Thirteen years in da pen and I ain't neva fold
Any case I dun caught I ain't neva told
Got rich out da pen came home wit a M
Bitches love Miami I get their pussy wet
They be mad I got a girl like where yo bitch at
Playing enie mighty mo when I'm picking out a gun
Want da 5-5-7 or some shit that got a drum
Put compressors on da front shit gon sing its gon hum
Call it Honeykomb brazy when it fire it go puum
I'll take a nigga's bitch from him
Make my girl strap up and run a train on her
On me f*ck ya bitch til she pidget toed
And I f*ck like a G I be killin hos
Mama walked in on me while I'm counting paypa
I was adding shit up without a calculator
First nigga be disloyal I refrigerate em
Got em scared to come outside that's where da killas at
Dat nigga say he from da hood but where ya niggas at
Quick to clean a nigga house call me ajax
I'll wipe ya hood down like windex
And I got it off da stove out da pyrex
Cooking hard white shit I'm Miami crocker
And I ain't neva met a bitch Miami can't hit
Make a nigga cuff his ho arrest dat bitch
Cause I get her pussy wet wit dat aggressive shit
And I'll hold her head down while I'm stabbin it
Then make it disappear like a magic trick

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