Rat Faxx

You know I'm bickin' back boolin' Me and my posse Don't let us wiggle through that motherfucker Hell gang raised hell homie Tear this motherfucker up Them niggas know You know you know [Hook: Mozzy (x2)] I'll tear this motherfucker up, ask blood Last time we slid through, we taxed blood Yous a motherfuckin' rat blood I just seen your ass on the rat faxx blood [Verse 1: Mozzy] Gotta keep a yicki on you when you selling crack Niggas still gone fell off, I just fell back Dropped out of school, I was held back Then I started turkey wrapping l packs Wouldn't believe what they got my nigga bail at I'm online finna send a side care pack It's a lack of real niggas since they killed Jack If niggas sign me right now I'ma still trap They can sign me right now and I'ma still funk Hate to put it all on the line but it's real though If you ain't slidin' for your side yous a weirdo It's real nigga rhymes oozing out the stereo Comes with extra charges when you scratching off the serial Me and dudes counting dirty money eating cereal Head shots nigga fucking up your physical Might as well pull the plug when it's critical [Hook: Mozzy (x2)] I'll tear this motherfucker up, ask blood Last time we slid through, we taxed blood Yous a motherfuckin' rat blood I just seen your ass on the rat faxx blood [Verse 2: E Mozzy] Money on the Western Union for the homie Ru That's a round of applause when the homie shoot Definitely know that I'ma do it when the homies do A couple niggas that'll slide, I only know a few My lil gunner he a shooter and he told it too He goon bodies, just slipped like he supposed to do Been on the hill, we in the field and you ain't never there And niggas running when the see us, niggas hella scared You fuck with niggas who tellin', that's second hand snitchin' Ain't got a hoe his homie do he's second hand slippin' You don't live what you rap, I don't hear you niggas Get taken nervous every time a nigga near you niggas It's shooters in the car every time we move Real recognize nigga who is you We aren't familiar with them niggas who don't bust a tool We play chess and play it cool but I don't fuck with you [Hook: Mozzy (x2)] I'll tear this motherfucker up, ask blood Last time we slid through, we taxed blood Yous a motherfuckin' rat blood I just seen your ass on the rat faxx blood [Verse 3: CellyRu] Kept me in a dungeon along with dog food and my drawers Couple stacks in my palm, pushing until they off me Real stitch slip I ain't with all that talkin' niggas Ratting on your boys, 'bout time to lay some poison Had to get rid of all the work before the damn boys hit Packin' niggas out we making bitch niggas forfeit Think we in the gang so when my young niggas scoring Moving packs on the under I'll pull up in a foreign Task on a nigga hard, ten large to beat the charge Got niggas in the yard that do this shit for the squad Keep a lid on my mind, broad day we do the job Sit back and watch Fox 12, got us on watch All I know is the block, all they heard was some shots Ain't worried bout the cops, be he drop when I pop Young nigga call the shots, off top we get it popping Young nigga call the shots, off top we get it popping [Hook: Mozzy (x2)] I'll tear this motherfucker up, ask blood Last time we slid through, we taxed blood Yous a motherfuckin' rat blood I just seen your ass on the rat faxx blood