City Morgue - Gang Green

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[Intro]
Aye yo, aye yo
Niggas know what the fuck goin' on
Light niggas not respect the name, motherfuckin' jaw
'Till they get they motherfuckin' [?] cracked, no cap
NYBBA all day, every day
*manic laughter*
Shoot to kill
Brother for real
MBF 'till death
Get it tickin', all my niggas eat 'till they hardly starve
City Morgue cleanup crew
Hikari Ultra tha label

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Stop checking, whatchu wait nigga (bitch)
Pistol with stain, niggas (pow-pow-pow)
Heard you bustin' blades, niggas
[?] tracers, nigga (pow-pow-pow)
Pull up in a tank, nigga (skrr)
Like a big 'ol wardog
With the fuckin' sawed-off (yeah)
And I kill the pretty niggas (yeah)
Listen bitch, no fingerprints or a murder weapon (yeah)
Loaded bitch, drift off the Porsche
When I turn to left, triple six
Gon' cause the loud, that's the murder session (yeah)
Stanley clips, .30 rounds that's a way seven

[Hook: ZillaKami]
Nah nigga, waddup, what they do
Nah nigga, waddup, what they do
Nah nigga, waddup, they don't lose
Nah nigga, waddup, they don't lose

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
I'm stuffin' hunnids in my [?], and our town (what?)
Lovin' dress-up with the ziplock bag, I'm up now (what?)
I may fuck around and crash the bitch, no fuss now (okay)
I may fuck around and aim that clips, focus now (okay)
So drop, boy
We slump, boy
You fakin', that's little prob boy (bitch)
You drop boys
I say "whom the fucking dogs, raw" (bitch)
I swing swords and machetes
We been playin' all life, none of you niggas ready
Got a new vest
I'mma go intestines
Shootout with the cops or the opps
Send the message
And I'd rather die to be tied and arrested
And I'd rather die to be tied and arrested