lirik lagu memo600 - exposing me
[produced by will hansford, wmd productions & steve chea]
[intro]
steve drive
steve drive
[chorus]
ain’t no exposing me
i be in them trenches, where a n-gga say he ‘posed to be (dummy)
foe ‘nem wet a n-gga -ss up, he can’t get close to me
fye a n-gga -ss up, he gon’ need surgery
ambulance get his -ss up, he sold his soul to me
he a hoe, he a b-tch
he a rat, he a snitch
i’m six o, i won’t switch
i got 50 shots in this glizzy and i promise i won’t miss
before i let her alley-oop, put this .40 to her sh-t
[verse 1]
it’s gon’ be a murder
smokin’ scr-pp and i got my strap
long live burger
tough as h-ll on the ‘net, but on their block, unheard of
pour a four of poppie juice, what’s that? that’s that syrup
lil dee in the kitchen with them pots, he gon’ stir up
12 get up on this b-tch, it’s that, we gon’ “skrt – skrt!”
long live headshot hec don’t disrespect, your face on a shirt
off that zeko, tooka, and that fatz, we gon’ put in work
sneaky talking, sayin’ this and that, just gon’ get ’em murked
you don’t want them sh-lls from that mac
chase a n-gga down, like ricky, shoot your back
we shoot up your kickback, then it’s back to the ‘met
i’ma die for my set, d block where it’s at
[chorus]
ain’t no exposing me
i be in them trenches, where a n-gga say he ‘posed to be (dummy)
foe ‘nem wet a n-gga -ss up, he can’t get close to me
fye a n-gga -ss up, he gon’ need surgery
ambulance get his -ss up, he sold his soul to me
he a hoe, he a b-tch
he a rat, he a snitch
i’m six o, i won’t switch
i got 50 shots in this glizzy and i promise i won’t miss
before i let her alley-oop, put this .40 to her sh-t
yeah, ayy
[verse 2]
it’s a hit, pull up with them bl!cks, check him off the list
shoot ya face, jalapeños eat ’em, you won’t see my fists
feed his body, mixin’ tooka with that brick up in the lobby (tooka) (jermaine)
they new to this, we true to this, we ridin’ with them ruger sticks
bust your medulla, b-tch, leave him on the curb
’cause he was snoozing, b-tch, foe gave us the word
we come through scoomin’ sh-t, n-gga, move around!
you don’t know who you with
come and see what’s to me, but since you be -ssuming sh-t
tooka man and terry barry got me on the moon and sh-t (tooka? tb)
put the six right on my back
can’t lack ’cause we done been through some sh-t
can’t hang around 600, o’block, goofy, go and do some sh-t
go shoot at the opps!
[chorus]
ain’t no exposing me
i be in them trenches, where a n-gga say he ‘posed to be (dummy)
foe ‘nem wet a n-gga -ss up, he can’t get close to me
fye a n-gga -ss up, he gon’ need surgery
ambulance get his -ss up, he sold his soul to me
he a hoe, he a b-tch
he a rat, he a snitch
i’m six o, i won’t switch
i got 50 shots in this glizzy and i promise i won’t miss
before i let her alley-oop, put this .40 to her sh-t
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