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mori briscoe - both ways كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: vine shotz]
said i ain’t ‘bout to play with these n_ggas
hit him up if he be bangin’ with n_ggas
my ooters pull up and they aimin’ at n_ggas
these b_tches, pull up and they layin’ with n_ggas
sl_ts, give her henny to get in her guts
and you gotta give head, that’s a must
catch a [?] then it’s right to the bus
f_ckin’ b_tches then go, why would i trust?
n_ggas mad, n_ggas watchin’ me get in my bag
i’m tryna get it, put gang on the map
[?] got the chop, hit him right in his cap
n_ggas be geekin’ when they hear me rap
we got the b_tches, the money, the pack
and if i’m in spot b_tches throwin’ it back
n_ggas they rappin’ that really the facts
money and [?] the opps in the back
i might slide with sleeze, they uppin’ the makk
if my n_ggas get up, we not comin’ back
my n_ggas tired of livin’ like that
the was comin’ though throwin’ so we throwin’ back
we got the knockers that will leave him flat
rest in peace [?], we still throw up the hat
one in the head, i ain’t c_ckin’ it back
first n_gga to pull up, empty out the strap
wait, uh, lemme switch it up
if you not talkin’ money can’t sit wit’ us
said i only wanna f_ck on the baddies
after that, fly out way in cali
catch a shot if you talkin’ on mali
thirties [?], if i pull up wit’ stally
catch a shot if you talkin’ on mali
thirties [?], if i pull up wit’ stally
never switchin’ up
said we 74ram, ain’t no givin’ up
catch a opp and these bullets gon’ send him up
we get up on him these bullets gon’ finish him
talkin’ on bro then you know that we clippin’ him
like it’s madden we runnin’ and blitzin’ ‘em
gang, gang
like it’s madden we runnin’ and blitzin’ ‘em
[verse 2: mori briscoe]
when you go on my side [?] ‘em
bodies pilin’, they look like locked up
if you talkin’ on nick, get you packed up
p_ssy, you ain’t a threat or a factor
you ain’t never sh_t, why you frontin’?
6trey, ebk, how i’m comin’
last n_gga died ‘cause we saw he was bluffin’
you can slide if you want but we clutchin’
p_ssy, you ain’t a threat, no
how you tough on the net though?

[verse 3: vine shotz & mori briscoe]
when ram slide better get low
bullets rip through his chest, woah
bet they [?], my name ringin’ bells
f_ck around you gon’ end up like mellz
f_ck them n_ggas got hit wit’ a sh_ll
run up on me and get pinned like a nail

[verse 4: mori briscoe]
and them blixky n_ggas they don’t play
they know they can slide up any day
[?] on the .80 like it’s laser tag, it’s a small chance he get away
i told dolo pull up wit’ the strap
spinnin’ through the fort, like where they at?
i heard drizzy got them n_ggas aggy
told ‘em n_ggas go and get back
but they ain’t gon’ slide for their mans, no
you ain’t gon’ ride for your mans?
is you ready to die for your mans? no
send him to god and his mans
drop the rake and we gon’ get him brushed
i’m a demon so i can’t get touched
n_ggas know my body, boy, don’t f_ck around, i feel anxious that’s when i’ma dump

- mori briscoe

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