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ysn no mercy - pain behind the mic lyrics
(intro)
ight, yea
yea, yea
let’s get em
yea
i was only sixteen
these n_ggas gon fold these n_ggas gon squeal
tired of n_ggas cuz n_ggas ain’t real
gotta go get it so no i can’t chill
i need me a mil
all off the muscle ain’t signing no deal
n_ggas can’t stand me they hate that i’m real
the struggle was realer
heart is so humble but mind of a k!ller
ain’t claiming no gang but yea i’m a driller
my b_tch is all natural her ass ain’t no fillers
gettin this money just me and my n_ggas
they all on my d_ck but that’s what i figured
ay, ay, ya
i’m flipping this pack
my whip is all black
if i go lose it i’m getting it back
remеmber them days i was sitting the trap
put it bеside me that was my past
took a new road yea i took a new path
gotta go run it i need it to stack
hunnids in safe that sh_t to the max
yea
yea i’m still young
yea i’m still dumb
henny vodka and yea i sip rum
tellin you n_ggas that i ain’t the one
tryna step on you n_ggas you n_ggas my son’s
these n_ggas gon diss, these n_ggas gon sneak
act like you tough, n_gga you weak
had his lil b_tch but she was a treesh
it’s only 150 if you want a feat
gotta go get it i gotta go eat
get to the money ain’t see it in weeks
gotta go get it so no i can’t sleep
and i ain’t gonna stop til i’m seein more breesh
r.i.p. honda that sh_t got me sad
the family got locked that sh_t got me mad
got off my ass and i got me a bag
it’s bigger and better like f_ck what i had
what you know about having no lights?
soon as you hit the block n_ggas wanna fight?
walk in the town and i carry a knife
cuz life is a gamble i’m rolling the dice
go against me and you losing ya life
i got in the stu that sh_t got me hype
pour up the henny that sh_t got me right
a way with my words now shawty want pipe
hit from the front while she stare at my ice
and shawty was bad so i hit it twice
when n_ggas had bread i ain’t get me a slice
now i’m gettin this chicken like where is my rice?
(choppa)
need a hundred million dollars
same b_tch playing know she wanna holla
hop in the whip i might push it in tomorrow (in the whip)
down bad eating noodles for tomorrow
said you love me you switched and and changed your sorrow (changed your sorrow)
but i keep a knocker wit me (knocker, knocker)
said you love me switching keep the oppa wit me
40 on me spinnin til his block was empty ( i’ll spin, spin, spin)
spin his blocka in me
i be running bands, get the guala wit me
i was dead broke ain’t have a dollar wit me (not a dollar)
now i’m up same b_tches wanna holla at me (why they hit me now?)
i was dead broke ain’t have a dollar
now them same b_tches wanna holla
keep a 40 walking wit a knocker
keep a ooter wit me and a a choppa (skr, skr, skrr)
talking tough spin a n_gga blocka (bow!)
dreads swing n_gga waka flocka
if he run up hit him wit this moppa
get the cleaning crew i’ll sweep the block up (sweep, sweep)
talking tough n_gga keep a shotta
that broke n_gga rocking gucci
said you love me i might make a movie
i was broke now i wear kasubis
try to run up crop him wit this uzi
now she wanna play now she wanna do me
hop in the wraith yea my life a movie, (in the foreign)
yea my life a movie
you do not get it
i was down bad on my pivot
break the work i just might flip it
i hit the trap in the kitchen (hit the trap)
toting the smithen
run up get hit in his miffen (boom, boom, boom)
i keep the babas wit me
he try to run up get hit wit the semi (the semi)
i’m in a 4 i might push an infiniti (might push an infiniti)
i keep the bobby like kennedy (knocker, knocker)
yea i know you ain’t feeling me (at all)
know a couple n_ggas that envy me (they envy me)
know i think they plotting on k!lling me (want me dead)
run up he get hit wit the semi plea (the semi)
beat the p_ssy ain’t showing no sympathy (at all)
i ain’t showing no love ( no love)
baby you’re love was a drug (your love)
i was down bad used to treat me like scrub
now i’m up they wanna show me some love (wanna show me)
popping a bottle might geek in da club (might geek)
he try to run up get cropped wit the slug
i’m in the cut i might drip in the wuzz
baby i’m broken can’t show you no love (can’t show you no love)
i am a thug
i am a k!ller might shoot up the club (i might shoot it up)
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