They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
I refuse to be the one to freeze wit' the blammy, that's on granny
They prayin' the judge do a nigga scandalous, they can't stand me
They told me 'bout the meetings y'all havin', thought we was family
Like I wasn't eleven or twelve, copped it from Pansy, real child of the trenches
You ain't in these politics, then stay up out our bidness
You ain't hoppin' out on skits, you counterfeit the killas
It ain't hard to tell you hang around us for the image
Came around wit' them intentions (yeah)
I'm the one that held the homie down throughout his sentence (on Pebbles)
I'm the one that buried Lil' Tamira's brother Diggy (on Pebbles)
I'm the one that put our jurisdiction in position
I put sticks in niggas hands, call commands and they gon' listen
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
Homicide on top of homicide, we on that typa time
Who ain't slid? Did more than you did, you niggas out ya mind
Every time somethin' happen to one of mines, I'm down to ride
When I ain't have no transportation, bitch, I found a ride
I was mad at breaking news when blood was found alive
He was suppose to die, we slithered off in overdrive
My dawg back from that attempted, he did over five
Nah that was over ten, and he ready to go again
HellGang hella slimey, niggas know we is
They left it open, shoulda closed it, we throwin' shit
If you ain't kill him, keep yo' thang, you bet not throw that bitch
She gave us the rental and she told, but I don't know that bitch
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
Mozzy - IT'S OVER Lyrics
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They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
I refuse to be the one to freeze wit' the blammy, that's on granny
They prayin' the judge do a nigga scandalous, they can't stand me
They told me 'bout the meetings y'all havin', thought we was family
Like I wasn't eleven or twelve, copped it from Pansy, real child of the trenches
You ain't in these politics, then stay up out our bidness
You ain't hoppin' out on skits, you counterfeit the killas
It ain't hard to tell you hang around us for the image
Came around wit' them intentions (yeah)
I'm the one that held the homie down throughout his sentence (on Pebbles)
I'm the one that buried Lil' Tamira's brother Diggy (on Pebbles)
I'm the one that put our jurisdiction in position
I put sticks in niggas hands, call commands and they gon' listen
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
Homicide on top of homicide, we on that typa time
Who ain't slid? Did more than you did, you niggas out ya mind
Every time somethin' happen to one of mines, I'm down to ride
When I ain't have no transportation, bitch, I found a ride
I was mad at breaking news when blood was found alive
He was suppose to die, we slithered off in overdrive
My dawg back from that attempted, he did over five
Nah that was over ten, and he ready to go again
HellGang hella slimey, niggas know we is
They left it open, shoulda closed it, we throwin' shit
If you ain't kill him, keep yo' thang, you bet not throw that bitch
She gave us the rental and she told, but I don't know that bitch
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
I refuse to be the one to freeze wit' the blammy, that's on granny
They prayin' the judge do a nigga scandalous, they can't stand me
They told me 'bout the meetings y'all havin', thought we was family
Like I wasn't eleven or twelve, copped it from Pansy, real child of the trenches
You ain't in these politics, then stay up out our bidness
You ain't hoppin' out on skits, you counterfeit the killas
It ain't hard to tell you hang around us for the image
Came around wit' them intentions (yeah)
I'm the one that held the homie down throughout his sentence (on Pebbles)
I'm the one that buried Lil' Tamira's brother Diggy (on Pebbles)
I'm the one that put our jurisdiction in position
I put sticks in niggas hands, call commands and they gon' listen
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
Homicide on top of homicide, we on that typa time
Who ain't slid? Did more than you did, you niggas out ya mind
Every time somethin' happen to one of mines, I'm down to ride
When I ain't have no transportation, bitch, I found a ride
I was mad at breaking news when blood was found alive
He was suppose to die, we slithered off in overdrive
My dawg back from that attempted, he did over five
Nah that was over ten, and he ready to go again
HellGang hella slimey, niggas know we is
They left it open, shoulda closed it, we throwin' shit
If you ain't kill him, keep yo' thang, you bet not throw that bitch
She gave us the rental and she told, but I don't know that bitch
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I drop you
They gon' try and smoke me, if I'm loafin', on my momma I'ma soldier
Pull up on you, blowin' out this Honda, it's over
We gon' get our closure wit' this chopper
Won't expose you, bitch, I got you, make you famous when I, yeah
Writer: David Greer, James Perez, Timothy Patterson
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING