City Morgue - HOCKEY PUKK lyrics

[City Morgue - HOCKEY PUKK lyrics]

Manic laughter oh my God

Ayy yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Aha ha)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Aha ha)
Boku ga Kira da

Talk, you get slumped so stay on the hush
Don't fade, bitch we cut
And you look like lunch my fully got a semi
My Bobby got a Whitney
My guns my little pretties
Wardogs, we are not kitties

(Mula)
Skrrt in the Rari go vroom, vroom, vroom
(Skrrt)
Hundred Bloods with me all screaming "suwoop"
(MBF)
Give me Adderall bitch, give me shrooms too
(Give me that)
Clip on the dick look like I blew two (Rrah)
Who put the fuck nigga on a high chair?
(Fuck outta here)
Who gave the fuck nigga all the ideas?
Lil' pussy nigga man this is our year
(City Morgue)
Blood stained pupils, see my eyes clear
Don't clash with the gang (Blaow)
That's yo ass I ain't playing (Blaow)
You'll get smashed in yo face
(Fuck outta here)
You get stabbed in yo waist
You'll get beat in front yo kids (Pussy)
You get crushed in yo ribs
You'll get stung with the SIG (Blaow)
You'll get hung from the bridge (Mula)

Ayy yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Aha ha)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Aha ha)

Talk, you get slumped so stay on the hush
Don't fade, bitch we cut
And you look like lunch my fully got a semi
My Bobby got a Whitney
My guns my little pretties
Wardogs, we are not kitties

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