G-Mo Skee - Nigga Hush (Prod. The Odd One) | Текст песни

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• G-Mo Skee
• Nigga Hush (Prod. The Odd One)

[Intro]
Yeah
Ay yo its G-Mo Skee
And when you se a nigga like me on the streets
Don't say shit, nigga hush
Inf Gang

[Verse 1]
I'm from Richmond, California
Not Richmond, Virginia
Hoodie on my head
Moving swift as a ninja
I don't care if you're talking shit on the insta
I make one call, my henchmen will end ya
Surrender to the last filth-bender
Before I throw your baby in the trash like Brenda
Get my dick sucked by your auntie, your sister
Or even grandma if she takes out her dentures
One flask, Six different liquors
You can smell vomit
Watch it drip from my whiskers
Rifle form Walmart give up the chippers
And don't say shit I don't want to hear a whisper
Nigga Hush
Them Inf-gang niggas bad news
Don't say shit if you see us on the move
Nigga Hush
Nigga Hush
[Chorus]
Masked-up nine deep that's us
Nigga Hush
Don't speak when you see us in the cuts
Nigga Hush
First nigga talk shit he gettin' rushed
Nigga Hush
Nigga Hush

[Verse 2]
Every other night me and my fam sip miller
And watch all of the snakes in the sand just slither
You're so much of a rat you're probably friends with Willard
I'll be off through the bay like the Craig's List Killer
Tell me have you ever heard a man spit iller (nah)
Or turn a fucking rapper to a candle-lit dinner
They gotta play my music through a new machine first
Because sixteen bars could make computer screens burst
On God's green earth ain't shit I hate more
Than a nerd on the net trying to start a fake war
That's some shit I'd gun your ass down with a thing for
Then shoot you twice in the brain to make sure
And make sure to say a prayer 'fore I slay ya
Silence the pistol and shoot it straight through a potato
Its my filthy spirit bomb stop hating on a player
I do a drive-by and scream kamehameha
Nigga Hush
If you saw me at the scene of the crime
You better tell the cops that you're legally blind
Nigga Hush
Nigga Hush
(I'm legally blind!)
Nigga Hush

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
They don't sell filth in the bay area record store spots
They say my shit is a bunch of horror core hop
You think I give a fuck
Of course not
I run inside their fucking shop
And leave them bitches on the floor, shot
The only human being born with a horse cock
A freak of nature on the loose
Keep your doors locked
I super smash
You bitches getting four-stocked
And beat down by Ganondorf the warlock
Turn a group of fucking pigs into pork chops
Now you can name a freeway after more cops
When will the blood and gore stop?
I bend niggas in half until the spinal chord pop
My shit is hotter than a murder in the summer
I'll body a nigga then throw the burner in the gutter
I'll rape yo bitch without a rubber then I'll snuff her
I'm back to make all you little motherfuckers suffer
Nigga Hush
You wonder why they call you a snitch
Cuz you be calling in leaving anonymous tips
Nigga Hush
Nigga Hush
Stop Snitching

[Chorus 2]
Masked-up nine deep that's us
Nigga Hush
Don't speak when you see us in the cuts
Nigga Hush
First nigga talk shit he gettin' jumped!
Nigga Hush

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