M Row - Gassed Up, Pt. 2 lyrics

(You know Borleone shot this shit)
(Yo, Kezzy)
(Yo, Kezzy, this shit got me trippin')
Pull up to the crib, like, basically
I’m about to just beat this nigga's ass
I'ma make these niggas stop playing with me
(M Row)

Kenny Capone
Let him know that my hands really lethal
(Like)
H-How many times did I see you? Twice?
Both of the times I just beat you
(Worda’ bro) techs, Clips, see through

I know that you was mad when
You seen that we peeped you (Who that right)
I I f you still feelin' a way, we
Can link broad day, send the addy
I'll meet you (Word)



Ain't really much I can say
You ain't run away
Got stomped by my feet too
And you got beat with the shh
You knew what it was, we couldn't delete you

A-Ain't you get beat with the scooter?
Stop tryna front like you really the 'ooter
No no, I can’t beef thru computers
She don’t burn the broom
Then we gotta remove her (Bitch)

Shots, range, maneuver
We shoot anybody we think an intruder
She over 40, I love me a cougar
She do what I say, so I gotta salute her
Like, Sav, Tec, Relly

One tagged in his back
Two tagged in they belly (Ah hah)

Lil' shh got shot in the deli
Screamin’ on the floor
He was singin' like Nelly
Tell Ice Spice that I love her
I love how the way that
She shake it like jelly
Like, Ashley, Amy, Kelly

Had Rel Bands shook with his
Bitch in the telly (Worda' my motha')

Like, y’all can't wait to see Michael Rowe?
I I been outside with my pole
Had to switch from the drill shit
You know that we kill shit
We not doing shit for no show
Little Shadon, that on go
Like, Nazzy be takin' his flow
Jay5ive just came home

You can tell in they pictures
Who sharin' they clothes
He said where the bros
I said where the hoes?
Just bend it over and touch on yo' toes
(Shake it) I promise, I'll never expose

Whatever we doin', nobody knows
I love me a bitch that be loyal
Before she gon' cheat
She gon' play with her rose
Stay with my heat, wrist on froze

Still jackin' my F all the time
Free the bros (Wait hollon, hollon, hollon)

Like, damn, what happened to Ted?
Surprised they ain't put him to bed (Haha)
Ooch got hit in his head
I can still talk hot without dissin' the dead

I was in school, in special ed
S-Some niggas still call me SPED
When I see Lil J, I'ma aim at his dreads
When I'm clearin' that crowd
I just watch how they fled (How?)

Lil Izzy, get off my dick
On the block, used to give you a noogie
You still look broke in your flicks
Can't wait 'til the day they free Lil Bougie
First day that he touch, I'ma spin
Tryna click too deep on the block
It was just me and Shoogie

Nazzy, fast, runnin', Rick
They gon' all get low when
I reach in my hoodie
Slime got ripped in his face
How they get that close?
I need personal space

Shoulda' had chop by his waist
C-Couldn't run far
Should've picked up the pace
Running, rick, can't go for no chase
How you lack in that whip?
Niggas gotta be laced

Had your face on the floor
All over the place
I'ma keep shit goin', just turn up the bass
Let's not forget, Fat Relly got ripped too
I let you live, but you could've got shot
Jay5ive laced, never losin' my mental
We smoke K2 with the sweeps in the spot
I give him credit, he do got potential
But he ran on his mans when
He came to my block

He be saying my name in every instrumental
Do bad on scenes, he just makin' it hot

Do bad on scenes, he just makin' it hot