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hoodzilla - murder mystery pt. ii (fuckem) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(sh_t, yeah sh_t)
(you thought that this is over huh?)
(lemme tell you it ain’t, motherf_cker)
(just listen to this whole eight shots from me y’all been wondering about)
(f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em)
(i need something more grim or sh_t!)

[chorus]
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em
opps pullin’ up, you need to crack ’em
opps roundin’ up, you need to check ’em
snitch runnin’ up, you need to make ’em
b_tch!
f_ck ’em, crack ’em, neck ’em
opps pullin’ up, you need to crack ’em
opps gangin’ up, you need to neck ’em
snitch runnin’ up, you need to make ’em_

[verse 1]
lil b_tch, can you go?
ain’t a snitch, so tell ’em “no”
ain’t a b_tch, f_ck it let’s go
time is ticking, tick_tock tick_tock
titanic_cotine
i’m in pain so pop codeine
b_tch in vain so take some lean
man in van who you gunnin’?
ay!
shut the f_ck up, ain’t playing with you
b_tch get the f_ck up, ain’t done with you
b speak the f_ck up, think he got some issue
i’mma smack the f_ck up, you already f_cked up
‘cos ain’t no such things as halfway crooks
y’all just a snitch and them b_tch gon’ shook
if life is chessboard then i’m wesley so (f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em)
i’m an assh0l_, never try to f_ck with me so
(make ’em b_tch!)
[chorus]
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps roundin’ up, y’all need to check ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b_tch!
f_ck ’em, crack ’em, neck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps gangin’ up, y’all need to neck ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b_tch!

[verse 2]
doubting me?
live your life, how dare you grilling me?
never ever compare yourself to me
yeah took me six years for a bach’s degree
piece of sh_t is
he be bragging but he ain’t got act done
he be scrambling he ain’t lamar jackson
college physics, call me degrasse tyson
bad at bar spit, but i’mma lecture you son
pressure meet loc that’s force (uh huh)
energy changed not lost (alright)
potentially masses get high with a key not an ounce (ok)
heat is mass that’s constantly f_cked with time (uh)
beat’s so fine now opps wanna chime (uh)
bag is mine y’all won’t get a dime (what!?)
f_ck you c_nt! i’mma_
(make ’em b_tch!)
[chorus]
f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps roundin’ up, y’all need to check ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b_tch!
f_ck ’em, crack ’em, neck ’em
opps pullin’ up, y’all need to crack ’em
opps gangin’ up, y’all need to neck ’em
snitch runnin’ up, y’all need to make ’em
b_tch!

[outro]
(ay ay, for real for real tho)
(i really not cut out for this rap sh_t)
(it’s just me, venting sh_t that’s been happening, using my own beat man)
(so if you wanna use these beat just hit me up on ig or sh_t)
(soundcloud, spotify, or wherever the f_ck you listening these sh_t from)
(aight)

- hoodzilla

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