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mojon – green rockets كلمات اغاني

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[intro: mojon, ja milly]
(hal made it special)
yo why the f_ck these n_ggas keep chatting on our name?
i don’t know, these n_ggas is buggin’, yo pass me the chop we out right now
n_gga we out we out pass that sh_t we out
(war’s too nasty)
n_ggas is bugging n_gga
it’s that mojon n_gga!
the f_ck these n_ggas talking about man
it’s that 3dp sh_t you heard?
ahhhh
like_

[verse 1: mojon]
no tuesday i’m aiming for tacos
spin through and i’m looking for vato’s (for vatos!)
ddpk all them n_ggas is shot though (shot though!)
twin chops when i’m looking for flacko (when i’m looking for flacko!)
when i run into ace better have him a pamper (pamper!)
imma sit on that block like a camper
one chop, two flocked, back out my hammer (back out my hammer)
he gon milly rock like a dancer (like a dancer!)
bullets is hot make him feel like a sauna
we gon use lacy for the grabba (lacy for the grabba!)
shots in his car i ain’t talking bout vodka (vodka)
have your b_tch saying na na na na (na na na na!)
all of my n_ggas scream out popotee!
it get nasty
can’t go out like tank that n_gga caught one to the head and that n_gga a fatty (and that n_gga a fatty!)
f_ck is a vest? imma hit his sk!llati
i can’t go out like notti or dotty (edot!)
bend through that block on bro i ain’t missing him
bend back [?] finish him

[verse 2: ja milly]
3dp n_ggas know what i jack so don’t ask me (grah, grah grah boom)
we gon bend through that block tnt in the v with some gs in the backseat
he get robbed with his b_tch if he moving too flashy (popotee)
still can’t wait till i catch the lil n_gga who said he gon clap me
he get put on a black tee (get put on a black tee)
got a beam on the [?] just in case that if boy wanna track me (boom boom)
like, tryna run up advise you don’t try that (i advise you don’t try that)
run up on me i’m throwing like nine back (grah grah)
know i stay in the field like a line back
ben through mount eden i’m yelling out die hats (like die hats)
free the threes i can’t wait till the guys back (grah)
heard they talk on the guys so then slide back (grah)
n_ggas been hating on me i don’t mind that (like)
forty k on the vid that’s a light pack (at all)
heard they dropping my pats so let’s see what they bout (like what? like what?)
bend through morrison looking for rec
if he scream loa put the dot to his mouth (ddpk)
like i ain’t doing this sh_t for the clout
if i catch me a king then this sh_t going south (grah, latin kingsk)
know they want me to fail i won’t go down that route (grah)
notti, dotty, mel, caine (notti, dotty!)
n_ggas dead so let’s roll up some pain
n_ggas know i’m still smoking on tank (oyk)
and i’m smoking on dot put the dot to his brain (every o shot)
ayo [?] pass the chop then i’m gon let it flame
like call up edot he won’t let it bang

[verse 3: kbandz]
and mojon my brother pop out for the sist (grah, grah)
i’m a tribo pop out with a crip (ayo cig!)
who that in that v that sh_t get flipped (grah, grah grah boom )
get up close who that in them tints
mask up gloves on we not leaving no prints (at all, at all at all!)
i’m a gangster not shaking my hips
only thing that i’m shaking my d_ck on your b_tch when she open her lips (grah, grah, grah grah boom)
me and gang did a drill like it’s payday
lacy and [?] they died on the same day (bow bow)
hop out the whip let it rip like it’s beyblade (grah)
notti dead he got poked up like melee, grah (notti)
and i’m spinning three poles three limes (three limes)
smith and wesson .22 g 9s (g9)
like walk up the block i shoot three times (grah grah)
go back know i gotta rewind (ahh!)
why? cause i missed a few times (grah)
got a pipe 15 for a line
my foot on the gas won’t stop for no signs (popo)
three boys on the block so i catch me a mess uh (like?)
got the gun on my hip cause i shoot from the chest up (like what?)
like flocko the cuzz he gon shoot from the left uh
(grah grah grah grah, grah)
(hal made it special)

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