City Morgue – NECK BRACE Lyrics

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[Intro]
Thraxx
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
It goes, it goes, it goes
One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
Break your fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
Break your fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
Make ’em break like a fake chain (Okay)
Pussy niggas so cheap like an AK (Wassup)
Buddy buddy I don’t wanna be your homie (Okay)
[?] motherfucker call me [?] (Wassup)
[?] to a [?] (Huh?)
Now your face getting kicked like a kickstand (Huh?)
Pull up with a blade in my left hand (Huh?)
Right hand got a box like a mailman (Okay, alright)
Lil’ [?] matchbox (Uh!)
Hunnid clip off the hip, get the shells hot (Uh!)
Lil’ Zilla got the Devil in a headlock (What?)
Lil’ Zilla got the Devil in a leglock (What?)
And a nigga got blood on my Fazos (Okay)
So the nigga [?] Cairo (Wassup)
Watch the boy pour it up in his Faygo (Okay)
Got the play dough, where your fuckin’ face go? (Okay)
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
It goes, it goes, it goes
One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
Break your fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
Break your fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
[Verse 2: SosMula]
Mula! Put a rap game in a headlock (Fuck outta here)
If I want a nigga chain, get your head shot (Gimme that)
Yeah, I still gang bang on the dead opps (Boom)
Bitch, I still slang ‘caine, fuck a fed watch (Work)
Hanging out the back window with a ‘stendo (Skrrt)
Pistol whip you until I break the pistol (Boom)
I’ma get you out, hit you with a missile (Boom)
Run up, close range I can’t miss you (Boom, boom)
Pull up, location, what’s the issue? (Where you at?)
Yo girl suck my dick, then she went and kissed you (Slide)
Bitch, I’m a hothead like I Spitfire (No, no)
[?] pop shit then he get quiet (Bitch)
Throw hunnid K a month that’s a rich diet (Mula)
Smoke a pound every day, I don’t get high (Work)
No cosigns to a dick rider (Fuck outta here)
I’ma shoot that nigga if they get by us
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
It goes, it goes, it goes
One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
Break your fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes
Break your fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
It goes, it goes, it goes

JayDaYoungan – Dum (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro: JayDaYoungan]
Any these niggas play games, we slaughter
Pop, pop, pop
This nigga, big 23 shit, bitch, oh
Key Guapo
[Chorus: JayDaYoungan]
Do whatever the fuck I want to
You niggas play games, we slump you
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Do whatever the fuck I want to
You niggas play games, we slump you
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
[Verse 1: JayDaYoungan]
Don’t play, I don’t tolerate ho shit
Still with the same guns that we post with
Southside, nigga, I’m on that 4 shit
They be quick to speak on me, don’t know shit
Still fuck with styrofoam, no, I did not quit
Same niggas I stood on the block with
Don’t fuck with him, he on some opp shit
And he can’t come around if he don’t cop shit
Mopstick, hot shit, pull up and drop shit
My young niggas like to go rob shit
Fuck the police ’cause you know they can’t stop shit
Tell them bitches to get up off my dick
Can’t pick up my line ’cause I’m tryna get money
Bitch, don’t say I been actin’ funny
When you get the bag ‘fore me, didn’t call my number
Like bet, where you at? Yeah, I’m comin’
They know how I’m comin’
Every day, to that check, I be runnin’
Fuck on his bitch, put the dick in her stomach
Give her back, you should go get your woman
Came from the bottom, they know who the dumbest
That young nigga shit, damn, I used to have nothin’
But now shit bad when I pull up in public
Shots in my reef, this stick take a hundred
[Chorus: JayDaYoungan]
Do whatever the fuck I want to
You niggas play games, we slump you
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Do whatever the fuck I want to
You niggas play games, we slump you
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Who dat, who dat? Opposition never shoot back
Gucci crew neck, Balenciagas, call me two stacks
And your crew fast, niggas know who to shoot at
Pop two X, and I’m slidin’ ’round with two Gats
One FN be shootin’ like two MACs
A lot of bitch niggas really know who to shoot at
Slide up, war time, put your gas up
And that .45 racks up
Drug head and he half fucks
Same niggas that he call his brothers, his squad
Same niggas gon’ line him up
Hunnid thou’ on these diamonds
Fucked his bitch, she was none months
Let a nigga come touch mine
Then he know his time up
Yeah, we gon’ do what we want to
Smoke on the app and the front
Put a hunnid bands on his head, then he gotta move smart
One false move, then he’s dead
Opp hoes all in my DM, act like I don’t see ’em
Ho tryna give me head
A lotta niggas actin’ like they was just gang gang, shit
And they wanna see us dead
[Chorus: JayDaYoungan]
Do whatever the fuck I want to
You niggas play games, we slump you
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Do whatever the fuck I want to
You niggas play games, we slump you
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
[Outro: JayDaYoungan]
I’m dumb too
Ayy, ayy
I’m dumb too
Ooh

Lil Mosey – 2 Poles Lyrics

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[Intro]
Aye Royce, you did it right here
[Chorus]
I got two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
[Verse 1]
2 chains ’round my neck, 2 chains ’round my neck, oh yeah
I just want the sex, I just want the neck, oh yeah
She sayin’ she love my glow, but she just want my dough, yeah
New clip from my pole, and I just copped some gold, yeah
I put some weight you ain’t started, I’m the one who keeps them from starvin’
Bitches be lovin’ me, I’m charmin’, clip in a 10 a bargain
I’m with my niggas we wildin’, you lookin’ bad bitch, you stallin’
Puttin’ in work, now I’m climbin’, now I got money I’m buyin’
[Chorus]
I got two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
[Verse 2]
You think you know me, I be runnin’ all week
You don’t know shit ’bout me, you only heard ’bout me
Young niggas stay lowkey, ’cause a nigga fuckin’ with Gs
Walkin’ ’round new crib and me, thats why I’m never lackin’
I keep a toolie on me, I got that shit for free, yeah
My nigga just gave it to me, he say he go crazy
I be trappin’ with the homies, fucked that bitch just last week
[Chorus]
I got two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’
Two stones, one with ice, one just sittin’
I got two poles, one for stealin’, one for hittin’, aye

Luke Combs – What You See Is What You Get Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I’m a puzzle
I’m a walking contradiction
In far from mint condition
‘Cause there’s pieces I can’t find
Sometimes trouble
A can of cope, a day addiction
With set in stone convictions
And a no bend bottom line
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m an easy read but I ain’t no open book
Got a knack for making things harder than they look
[Chorus]
I’m a straight shootin’
Beer drinkin’, rule breakin’
Don’t think I won’t take a good thing too far
I’m a midnightin’, backslidin’
Getaway car drivin’
Runnin’ away with your heart
I guess, be careful what you wish for, is all I meant when I said
What you see is what you get
[Verse 2]
At least I’m honest
I don’t spin it like a record
And I ain’t acting like I’m better
Than you know I really am
Yeah, you’re dead on it
You got me figured, I’ll admit it
Set in my ways hard-headed
But hell, I do the best I can
[Chorus]
I’m a straight shootin’
Beer drinkin’, rule breakin’
Don’t think I won’t take a good thing too far
I’m a midnightin’, backslidin’
Getaway car drivin’
Runnin’ away with your heart
I guess, be careful what you wish for, is all I meant when I said
What you see is what you get
[Bridge]
With me ain’t no tricks up these sleeves
An acquired taste, a constant work in progress
[Chorus]
I’m a straight shootin’
Beer drinkin’, rule breakin’
Don’t think I won’t take a good thing too far
I’m a midnightin’, backslidin’
Getaway car drivin’
Runnin’ away with your heart
I guess, be careful what you wish for, is all I meant when I said
What you see is what you get
What you see is what you get