Lil Zay Osama, Lil Reese - From The Mud lyrics
Lil Zay Osama [Isaiah Dukes] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Zay Osama, Lil Reese - From The Mud lyrics]
Me and my niggas
We gonna solve, we got 'em guns
You a get blickered
Pop out the cut, we hit 'em all
Leave no witness
Who got somethin' left on the block
None of your business
This is where we kill niggas at
Foenem pop out, give you niggas hell
This is where we kill niggas at
Foenem pop out, give you in a spell
Come from the mud, the trenches
Me and my bro 'bout business
Knock out, leave no witness
Glock out, got it extended
Black Out Gang, I'm with it
He tapped out, yeah I was feelin' it
Might slide by one of yo bitches
Where the opps? Tell 'em mind they business
Tweak with me, lil bro nem get you nailed
Bitches with the shit don't need no help
I only hang with members
Facetime a nigga with the grip
We play crazy, nigga we some crazy niggas
All my niggas gangsta
We merchin' on David, nigga
All your niggas bitches
Y'all be saving niggas
I don't wanna do no talking
I'm gon' blaze a nigga only myself I trust
I don't need no gang of niggas
Came from the mud, come from the trenches
Me and my niggas
We gonna solve, we got 'em guns
You a get blickered
Pop out the cut, we hit 'em all
Leave no witness
Who got somethin' left on the block
None of your business
This is where we kill niggas at
Foenem pop out, give you niggas hell
This is where we kill niggas at
Foenem pop out, give you in a spell
See, I'm fuckin' with the gang of niggas
Cause my niggas'll change a nigga
Ride around with the same niggas
They ain't switch up, they ain't change
Nigga who that? That's gang, nigga
Ask about me, I'm the same nigga
Free all my brothers, fuck the crackers
Tried to hang a nigga
Where I'm from it get dangerous, nigga
Off the cake, I flame up, instant
A fuck nigga, yeah I could sense it
And it's my shit, boy this ain't rented
Glock 40, yeah it's extended
Them hollow tips gonna handle business
I ain't seen or saw, I don't know who did it
Came from the mud, came from them trenches
Came from the mud, come from the trenches
Me and my niggas
We gonna solve, we got 'em guns
You a get blickered
Pop out the cut, we hit 'em all
Leave no witness
Who got somethin' left on the block
None of your business
This is where we kill niggas at
Foenem pop out, give you niggas hell
This is where we kill niggas at
Foenem pop out, give you in a spell