Purgin

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Zay Munna] Ain't no lacking, I still [?] [?] bussin' with 10 in the knocks Smokin' on - got put in a box [?] and I bet you he shot And we different Yo, C Blu, why niggas dissing? Get up close, I don't shoot from a distance And I'm still ballin these niggas like Pimpin [Verse 2: C Blu] Ayo, Zay, let's go purgin' First nigga we see, we gon' burn em' Finger itchin' [?] clickin' Mask on, got em' runnin' and trippin' I'ma demon on a mission Ain't no telling when I'm gon' be finished No caps, we gon lift em' Chucky lucky it jammed, no it spliffed em' [Verse 3: Zay Munna] For the 80, and for Nazzy we still go crazy I'ma throw, I'm soundin' like [?] He want a feature, then tell em' pay me Still going hard in the [?] like I'm [?] Ain't no dissing And lil Rah Rah, got took off the hit list Get to blowin' that shit with the smithin' Shots to the body, got him wheezin' and limpin' [Verse 4: C Blu & Zay Munna] I'ma shooter with a 40, no [?] I've been feenin' to spin, catch an opp do em' badly When we go to the Raq [?] [?] smoke Dub, and I'm happy Bitch, I'm mad tact [?] loc [?] right off the snapchat And I'm movin, I'm feelin' like I'm Mad Max Smoking on 8 and I told em' to crash that Know the 6 mad that they can't get racks back [Verse 5: C Blu & Zay Munna] On the drill, I be buggin' Throw shots till I see the cops coming You was talkin', why you runnin'? You ain't know that the 80s was comin'? Yea we came, and they ran I ain't even got it out my pants C Blu bopping, I don't like to dance Hit em' once, then I up it and blam Catch Roscoe, I might pull off his head with the knocks though (Fat boy) Bitch we don't fuck with the Vato Talkin' slick but don't let they chops go Had em' runnin' and duckin' they taco Talkin' slick but don't let they chops go Had em' runnin' and duckin' they- (Grah grah)