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• Artiste: Mozzy
• Titre: Burrr
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Burrr, it get icy out here (It get icy out here) Niggas know I'm on that Russ shit, they don't like me out here (They don't like me out here) Niggas fagged off on his ho bitch, he gave his life to a square (Yeah) When a homie smoked a homie, Blood, I ain't cry, I don't care Lil' brodie caught his first one, I ain't gon' lie I was there I ain't gon' lie he was scared, that nigga still did his thang You don't love me like you say you do, you still get a chain I got wounds that ain't been healin', poppin' pills for this pain Burrr, said it get icy out herе When a homie smoked a homiе, Blood, I ain't cry, I don't care That's just life, it ain't fair, ain't a life I'll spare Nah, I don' believe in love, it's hard to find 'cause it's rare Semi-auto ain't enough, gotta ride with a pair Said it's death around the corner, feel the vibes in the air Every night say a prayer, shit get slimey for real Ain't receive this purple heart 'cause lil' bro died on a drill When the skits be takin' place, I ain't the guy at the wheel I'm the guy on your heels, that's enough of that though How she 'posed to line me up? I don't fuck with that ho Only jammed 'cause we had way too many stuffed in that pole (Yeah) Burrr, it get icy out here (It get icy out here) Niggas know I'm on that Russ shit, they don't like me out here (They don't like me out here) Niggas fagged off on his ho bitch, he gave his life to a square (Yeah) When a homie smoked a homie, Blood, I ain't cry, I don't care Lil' brodie caught his first one, I ain't gon' lie I was there I ain't gon' lie he was scared, that nigga still did his thang You don't love me like you say you do, you still get a chain I got wounds that ain't been healin', poppin' pills for this pain Burrr, you know I left him on read Nigga makin' terrorists threats, ain't even slid for his dead Watch what you niggas post, save a trip to the feds "We ain't slidin' inside his car", that's what a bitch nigga said "Bet it all and fuck a loss", that's what a rich nigga said We ain't into wavin' flags, we into dishin' out lead Can't let the homie snake me, I keep my distance instead Man, I miss on your attempt but they gon' miss you instead (Yeah) Nigga, tell him how we blitzed and you fled You not a killer, you slid and hit that bitch in the leg You can't be serious, he got stitches from his hips to his chest Yeah, I ain't do nothin' bout that boy, except got him sent to the medics Burrr, it get icy out here (It get icy out here) Niggas know I'm on that Russ shit, they don't like me out here (They don't like me out here) Niggas fagged off on his ho bitch, he gave his life to a square (Yeah) When a homie smoked a homie, Blood, I ain't cry, I don't care Lil' brodie caught his first one, I ain't gon' lie I was there I ain't gon' lie he was scared, that nigga still did his thang You don't love me like you say you do, you still get a chain I got wounds that ain't been healin', poppin' pills for this pain