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Y&R Mookey
Y&R Mookey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Y&R Mookey
Y&R Mookey
Songwriter
Danny Duenas
Danny Duenas
Songwriter

Lyrics

Now this one be a murder shit Yeah, this one be a murder shit They popped up out the cut and tried to leave a nigga dead I got grave slugger shots, back breach shoulda left 'em dead Roll that opp pack, know he dropped that, fuck that nigga red You ain't gone pop that, better stop that, better use your head Swing that corner, they dead Jump out with that lead Fuck the opps, they scared They ain't gone come where we at Gotta watch the Feds Know they want my head He got popped and ain't do shit He the one who scared Fuck this, smoke some regs She gon' use her head instead Off them drugs, tweaking, geeking, bitch, I'm full of meds Catch a snug tryna sneak me, catch one in the head Rock the plug for the season, need a cigarette Smoke a 23, he got a nigga tweaking out On Melvin street tryna bend a block and leave him leaking out Just give me a reason, I'ma show what that speech about Pull right on side you with that drake and knock your speakers out Oh, you tweaking now All on live for your fans, that's the reason how Nigga end up on a shirt, head bleeding out Make him do the running man, tryna get found With that four pound
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