Sicko Mobb

Sicko Mobb - Chi-raq (Remix) lyrics

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Feat. Young Heavy & Jay Ca$

(Verse)

Whoever sad here on it made pop the music

We some savages and I put you through it

Got a mean Dean that's split ya whig

How yo bitter leakin' all type of fluid

On my anal shit, man SUVU, straight gang bang

Call it SUVU

From the holy city, we don't fuck around

Drop an op nigga,

We SM, we DG, that Sicko Mobb and it's still game

You fuck wid us, straight terrorize shit

Hold ya head, hommie, find yo brain

Git big guns, just like the navy

Knock ya limbs off just for lookin' crazy

Old lady trickin', fuck miss Daisy

Fuckin' up lookin' like Slim Shaddy, boy

Sorry up, you crazy

Niggas ova there, straight sneak dissin'

AK sales, leave his body missin'

Play laser tag, leavin' not a witness

Should have thought first, oh, not yo business

Now it's too late, bullets in the gate

Now you finally cryin', wishin' for some fate

Call an ambulance, oh, it's too late

Gettin' no TS, with Uppa Savage

Roll the windows down, now it's blamatize stunt

Know the out fuckin', out thighs cause it's blowin' 'em hard

Let 'em shine! Three fifty seven, nigga, fuck a nine

No evidence, leave his momma cryn

Snitchin' on the bors, whole family die

Wrong wheels, what do yung nigga ride?

How did I made it on flying on jets?

Flirting with thotties is keepin' 'em wet

Shout out my city, we poppin' new thesa

Can take it on Remmy, we postal, we max

(Verse)

(No squashin', only moshin')

(These niggas star, see, ain't gon' squash it)

(Skeet, skkeeeeet, lemme at this, aye, go)

Say rot plottin', summertime

I'm nello whose, I love to shine

I'll pray to God for a betta bitch

That bad bitch straight sucka dick

Got a white bitch called redneck

Payed hoe, luv da sex

Money green like the ogre Shrek

D'ye a big dog, where the pussycat?

I'm cookin' shit, plan daddy, I'mma woopin' shit

Like a cigarette, I smoke a bitch

Like Mariolo, I poke a bitch

Don't play rocks, stay pose on me, man down, man down

On the rubble, bitch, I o.k.

You caked up, this settlement, betta last luck

In the mach truck

All black minds with a mac gun

That's caught up, y'all talk shit

In a grass roll, got an army tank

Full of sickos, smoke golos

Keeey-o, raise reckless

E-serial, pistol plate, murderers

In the hood, mate carnivors

And Hollywood where holy wars

I'm super hot, fuck cold water, I ain't calmin' down

That's broke shit, I trash a nigga

With a whole kit, you can toe quick

With an oodji whole, got a sniper rifle

On with snoopy cold, on rasta shit

These nig' kin, swaga shit

Snakes in the grass, they plottin' and shit

They don't bp up

They startin' shit

I'mma shawty in the field on some dadada shit

Reload the clip, make a slip

Big guns knock off the hip

Two must blood, take a sip

With the bullet shoot all the hip

Do this first, M-tank, big dawg niggas

This time to fence, can't fast A-low like superjet

Three hoes, quadriple threat

357 plus 380s

Blow bodies up like M80s

Cause I hate to lose

It's trial, baby, more rain gun

?, can't miss shit

I hear shit go down the throat

Like fishsticks, fuck up ya lungs

Like cigarettes, go dummy

Illiterate, high low chest go thru yo body

This totter time, let's do karate

Gotta lose lose flow thru ya party

Fuck enemies, shoot er'body

Get good head, like snapback

This nina gon' clap back

I rip'y niggas, hunit smack

Got big niggas doin' jumpin' jacks

Stay on, done it, ain't fool yo tummies

Stop goof cappin', ain't all funny

Love now, then cry later

Drive by fast, be racer

(Verse)

LEXY N' G-TON, damn, my niggas be BMC-in'

You said it once, you gotta say it again

On the deal and dem white flags

When we post up, we check our bags

See people we neva like

Still finishin' nigga like I check a flag

[...]

We love Guns 'N Roses, like yeah hottie

We dread it up like Bob Marley

Better use your head or you lose your head

We from Chi-raq, we the land of bodies

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