BONES – Mossberg

BONES – Mossberg Lyrics

Artist: BONES
Song: Mossberg

I make ’em weep, when I creep, with that two tone gra-
Riding up the block
Profit in my sock
Make ’em leap, when I tweak

With that Mossberg pump
Slip and get you popped
Now you in the trunk locked
Let the car burn

And I let the weapon drop
Rubber gloves, no prints, never getting caught
Death to my opposition, life up in my blunt
Purgatory clips got you caught up in a rut

Stuck between a rock and a hard place
Not enough evidence to ever ever charge me
Should’ve never started me
Baby don’t you bother me

Lunatic, you losing it, but I already lost it peep
When I get to creeping, motherf**ker get your [?]
[?] I’mma bring you death
When I get to creeping, motherf**ker get your [?]

[?] I’mma bring you death
Sitting in the crib, rolling doubles up
Thinking about them K2 days, it f**k my stomach up
Gripping on that Calico, M950 b*t*h

M59, slowly dying like I’m Whitney b*t*h
New Edition bumping out the trunk, I whip and flip a b*t*h
Spin the block, load a car, back
I’m finna hit this sh*t

Arm hanging out the window
Gleaming from the Rolly wrist
Mask to my face, I hit the limit, bullets limitless
I ain’t the one to play with

You step up I get to spraying
I’m swanging like a mace
Touching rocks like a f**king Pagan
I’m on a mission

I’m with it till the f**king digging
Sunrise, sunset, always keep the stainless
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BONES Lyrics – Mossberg

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From the album:
The Archives [Explicit]
Release Year: 2002

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