Bladadah - Mozzy

Yeah, nigga like me, you know I love this shit homie love ya

A lot of hustle homie

If niggas know me then niggas know

If niggas know me then niggas know

If niggas know me then niggas know

I said if niggas know me then niggas know

If niggas know me they know I ain’t with the fuckery

You say you need the job done?

You know you 'posed to come to me

Grittin' for the face so she can live comfortably

Crazy how the mainy shit I done keep on huntin' me

We gon' sit outside his mama house until we thunder him

I don’t fuck with fuck niggas, real nigga fuck with me

Ferragamo on me still saggin' when I buckle him

Grab the plate, draw a single file line and snuffle him

Bitches be in love with me, I don’t love 'em bitches though

Cattin when it’s spunky so I had to let them niggas go

Livin' grounds critical, flockin' at your physical

It’s deeper than the punchline and tryna sound lyrical

You don’t wanna live like this, my life difficult

It is what it is, I’m all in and I ain’t trippin' though

Murder was the case, that’s what all the shooters sittin' for

Still slide for my brother Zilla Zoe everyday

Pour baking soda in the pot and let it marinate

Snitchin' is a style now, niggas wanna narrate

Dub spot barricaded, task force Tuesday

Macintosh hangin' from an Airforce shoe lace

I was Jay Jonah’d up on every back to school day

Nookie niggas just a new addition to the food chain

Sippin' hella glue gang, pour another eight up

Don’t wiggle through this motherfucker, get your shit ate up

I’m just bein' straight up, why you put the K up?

Twenty thousand got me feelin' like 100k up

All easy money like a layup, pay up

Them Zannies don’t be helpin' when a nigga tryna stay up

You can ask the last ho I fired, I don’t cake up

Transform a hooker with the Marc Jacob make-up

Breakin' up the dice game, let a thottie pipe drain

All this funk’ll have you fallin' off like a bike chain

I get love out here in Harlem man.

I done sold coke on these streets man;

hash,

weed, heron.

As long as niggas is feelin' it a nigga like me can hustle.

That’s my gift in life man, you know?

Murder is the mind state, boosted up the crime rate

If you gon' fuck around you gotta do that shit the right way

I be on my lonely, scared of what a nigga might say

Still a rat even if you dry snitchin' light weight

How you good homie, nigga?

That ain’t what the kite say

It’s just another square from the hood like Radante

Clutching on picante, aim it at your noodle pack

Gave the kata back cause he ain’t know what to do with that

Four finger banger baby and I’m still true to that

Give up anything if I could bring one of my shooters back

Zillas doin' videos with suckers, I ain’t cool with that

If Perp was here he wouldn’t approve either, why you doin' that?

Act like you don’t knowin' them the humans that we loomin at

Fuck it up for all the real niggas with your stupid ass

40 in the Gucci bag, posted where it’s boomin' at

Yellin' «free my level four niggas doin' super max»

Move a pack, to the pack

To the pack, move a pack

Loyalty is everything, I’m tryna not to ruin that

Rich nigga always told me all you gotta do is stack

But every time the bitch is in it, I be runnin' through the stack

Wiggled out the hood for a minute and I’m movin' back

Hella niggas started dyin' I’m the one that influenced that

Gun shots’ll never cease, gotta stay strapped for it

If a sucker catch me leakin' that just means I asked for it

Movin' at a fast pace accordin' to the dashboard

Cousin got a SK, blood tryna tax for it

I ain’t tryna spend nothin' more than a rack for it

Doin' somethin' right now so I’m a double back for it

Rap about real shit, real niggas feel this

They don’t comprehend it when I talk about a kill switch

All that in the field shit take you on a field trip

My lil niggas sick, he drill shit until the steel click

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