Testo Nana Crib - Tsu Surf feat. G Herbo & Mozzy
Testo della canzone Nana Crib (Tsu Surf feat. G Herbo & Mozzy), tratta dall'album MSYKM
No regrets, no apologies
Make sure you kill me
In and out my nana crib 'cause grandma had a open door
Caught my nigga slippin', prayed he where he was supposed to go
That .40 smoke
Spirit still floatin' by the corner store
Made the fiend try it, nigga overdosed like comatose
We shoot things
Dirty on the drill, shit was too clean
Runtz pack, crazy, Keon died with his hoop dreams
Used to look up to him, now I gotta look up to him
Sent some opp, the trauma unit need support to hook up to him
Pray, don't need no money for them demons to slide
I seen a preacher cop some coke, I stopped believin' in God
If you ain't never seen no brain, you shouldn't be in this ride
We why they wanna raise they kids, we gave them reason to hide (I swear to God)
Where the piranhas swim
Youngest niggas bangin', go and body shit, homi' shit
How we treat the trap better than Mommy shit?
.40 had the bad handle, duct tape kinda grip
Lost trial, we just tryna wait to see what time he get
No regrets, we just did what we did
I hit 'em all, I say a prayer 'fore we slid
The gang know I got us
Double back on survivors
No words for Your Honor
Free the shooters, free the drivers (no apologies)
No regrets, we just did what we did
I hit 'em all, I say a prayer 'fore we slid
The gang know I got us
Double back on survivors
No words for Your Honor
Free the shooters, free the drivers (no apologies)
Been through different phases
Was itchin', waitin' to catch bodies
And then I been on hits, spectatin' like John Gotti
Drillin' was a occupation
We put opps in operation
Slidin' with no conversation
Bitch, it was abomination
Take it on like obligation
Lampin' all night at nigga shit, that took a lot of patience
Three shooters at a nigga whip, like 90 shell cases
Three car chases, back to back, felt like we drag racin'
And we still bag chasin'
Nigga, you gon' slide for homicide
Yo' homie died or you gon' face it?
Want the Glizzy, beam with 50 round mag or you go basic?
Want blood, you could taste it
No gloves, he was rushin', tryna run, left traces
Now a dub what he facin'
Man, you niggas cold, sleep in the streets and they never wakin'
Between hesitation, premeditation, it's better waitin'
Fuck around, never made it
Dancin' with the devil, I ain't never met Satan
Was responsible for the last room we sent the next patient
Burnin' whips and vacants
Been on this No Limit shit, we turned against the nation
We was earnin' shit and takin' it
And if we wanted him, we made his ass a reservation
And gave his ass a celebration
Holiday
No regrets, we just did what we did
I hit 'em all, I say a prayer 'fore we slid
The gang know I got us
Double back on survivors
No words for Your Honor
Free the shooters, free the drivers (no apologies)
No regrets, we just did what we did
I hit 'em all, I say a prayer 'fore we slid
The gang know I got us
Double back on survivors
No words for Your Honor
Free the shooters, free the drivers (no apologies)
Attempted murder ain't valid when we refer to killers
TikTok bringin' out the nerd in niggas
Ain't you over 30, nigga?
Paper work surfaced, it's been determined
Nigga, this type of shit'll amplify your nervous system
I done put in work with some members they say be workin' with 'em
Caught up with this Glizzy
They say somebody was murdered with it
Homicide, them suckers died
My brother went to court and ain't apologize
Sat him on his bottom, that's the bottom line
Never mind the years, he only teared up 'cause his mama cried
They never found the K, he broke it down 'til it was pocket sized
Transaction finalized, just bought another casket
When they called me with the news, I ain't even wanna know what happened
Detectives showed me pictures with his body full of fragments
Fatally attracted to fully things with attachments
Resume impeccable, Mozzy 'nem get it brackin'
Shout out the old heads, my dinosaurs is Jurassic
No regrets, we just did what we did
I hit 'em all, I say a prayer 'fore we slid
The gang know I got us
Double back on survivors
No words for Your Honor
Free the shooters, free the drivers (no apologies)
No regrets, we just did what we did
I hit 'em all, I say a prayer 'fore we slid
The gang know I got us
Double back on survivors
No words for Your Honor
Free the shooters, free the drivers (no apologies)
Credits
Writer(s): Clarke Reilly-leblanc
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