City Morgue - So What lyrics
[City Morgue - So What lyrics]
Thraxx
I'ma have your momma cry i'ma have my 45
'Cause I'm sittin' in the court room
Got my lawyer lyin'
You niggas place death threats
I swear to God, all are frontin'
Got the baddest bitch
Pussy wet like a waterslide
Been doin' this since I was 14
Look it's Big Sleez, my wrist chlorine
I'm servin' raw fiends
Bricks of that morphine
A bunch of crates 'round my
Neck like New Orleans
Black tees nigga, Johnny Bravo
With the Draco, I go retardo
I got your bitch's lip, I see tomorrow
I got the sticks swingin' like Leonardo
(Mula)
Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas
Talkin'? No discussion
Run up and it's one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked
Why the fuck you niggas runnin'?
Vetements and some Louis V
Where he get his jeans?
Make some clean diamond
Water, flexin' harder, i'm just me
In the V, switching lanes
My chains is danglin' to my knees
Servin' G's out the window
Like McDonald's servin' fiends
Wait, oh wait boy I can't relate, no
My shit is fake niggas don't want war with
Soldier, went to war, he MIA
Nigga hidin' at a knife and
Thinkin' that he couldn't get
Get filleted like a fish fillet
Machete to your face
Niggas playin' like a bitch today
Finesse him out his chains
Wrap his chains all around the nigga
Shoot em' in the face
I don't fake 'cause I got clips today
So none of you niggas safe
I don't fake 'cause I got clips today
So none of you niggas safe
Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas
Talkin'? No discussion
Run up and it's one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked
Why the fuck you niggas runnin'?
I'ma have your momma cry i'ma have my 45
'Cause I'm sittin' in the court room
Got my lawyer lyin'
You niggas place death threats
I swear to God, all are frontin'
Got the baddest bitch
Pussy wet like a waterslide
Been doin' this since I was 14
Look it's Big Sleez, my wrist chlorine
I'm servin' raw fiends
Bricks of that morphine
A bunch of crates 'round my
Neck like New Orleans
Black tees nigga, Johnny Bravo
With the Draco, I go retardo
I got your bitch's lip, I see tomorrow
I got the sticks swingin' like Leonardo
(Mula)
Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas
Talkin'? No discussion
Run up and it's one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked
Why the fuck you niggas runnin'?
Vetements and some Louis V
Where he get his jeans?
Make some clean diamond
Water, flexin' harder, i'm just me
In the V, switching lanes
My chains is danglin' to my knees
Servin' G's out the window
Like McDonald's servin' fiends
Wait, oh wait boy I can't relate, no
My shit is fake niggas don't want war with
Soldier, went to war, he MIA
Nigga hidin' at a knife and
Thinkin' that he couldn't get
Get filleted like a fish fillet
Machete to your face
Niggas playin' like a bitch today
Finesse him out his chains
Wrap his chains all around the nigga
Shoot em' in the face
I don't fake 'cause I got clips today
So none of you niggas safe
I don't fake 'cause I got clips today
So none of you niggas safe
Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas
Talkin'? No discussion
Run up and it's one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked
Why the fuck you niggas runnin'?