MBM lyrics

(2wo2imes)

[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
Don't come to the block b*tch you know it's a one way
Babylife sh*t pull the stick out that alleyway
30 round on 'me gon catch em a fade
He talking 'bout my Potna' hop out he get laid
Lil' Glokk with the sh*t yeah lil n*gga who say?
I'm masked the f*ck up so I can't catch no case
This Glock 26 finna' give you a taste
I'm drunk on the vodka ain't use no chaser
Pop out and run down on that n*gga we face him, step on em lace him Hmm, yeah
f*ck n*gga finna meet his maker, huh
Young n*gga in the streets shot his ass I ain't no blazer
You want the smoke n*gga say some
Pop out the cut n*gga blacker then Akon
Real trap sh*t n*gga we do not make sum'
Play with that n*gga won't live 'long
Bеat on my chest like I'm King Kong
This stick make you listеn to motherf*cking sad songs
Japanese fye' n*gga man I got it from Hong Kong
Invite the hoe to the game ping-pong
Lil Glokk 40 b*tch I'm the real one
This f*cking .44 make you cry to yo mom
This World War 2 man we dropping them bombs
They talk to police so we save up for his bond
Broad-day jump out the porch with that draco
We chop the lil f*ck n*gga up like some eggos
He stole from the gang that gon' cost him a halo
Red head b*tch and she do what I say so
EBG babylife gone leave yo face gone
Pop your ass off man it will not take long
Young n*gga cutthroat like I broke my dam bones
I took his damn watch and that f*cking two tone
Huh
Play with the gang put him in tombstone
Will shoot up your party will leave your sh*t gone
I cheat on my b*tch cause a n*gga get hoes
[Verse 2: BabySolid]
These pus*y b*tches they f*cking up [?]
Pull up on your block, hop out with that pole
[?] f*ck n*gga froze
I'll say, you play with the gang, need first aid
Babylife sh*t I don't go on no playdates
Bouta' hop out but that sh*t was a mistake
Kickflips but it don't skate
We bouta air this b*tch out it's a full 38
We can run the game now we dropping them rakes
My b*tch got ass but I still getting cake
I can't stand a hoe I don't got a cane
I been on this sh*t since like first grade
I know these n*ggas they b*tches
I know these n*ggas wanna get in the whip
My opps too broke man they can't buy tickets
Take one phone call have foenem spinning
They talking to twelve tryna' get my name mentioned
Hella nah I'm not going free all of the innocents
Mortal Kombat we gon' finish him
I know the stick gon' replenish him
[?] he need medicine
I can't lie my opps [?]
More dead opps that got put in the sediments
[?] that's gun and roses
Roll down the window we blowing
f*ck it up cause we blowing
Run this sh*t up Jesse Owens
30 on me boy nah see it's curry
I tote [?] it's looking swollen
Gangway sh*t man and we got motion
223 bullets put you in ocean
I count the bodies stop feeling the emotion
Yah I be killing I be payin [?]
Vamp ties at night yah we be looking ferocious
We on that purge sh*t if you ain't noticed
I pour that deuce up now I'm mixing that potion
I fire up a opp now I feel like I flow tip
[?]
We got these new shoes cause we stepping
When I got that g19 and eleven
We got these new sticks man ed edd and eddy