Mf Grimm

Mf Grimm - Right There songtekst

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[Verse 1:]

Going around, running mouth, what he gonna do to me

Like murder's something new to me

Don't know who he's fucking with, here come a homicide

Test me with drama, why that nigga try?

I don't never hide, I accommodate

Good day to die, any place and date

I was calm when I asked him why he wronged me

The nigga wild out, got Nino Brown on me

Kindness for weakness, when on the phone

Nigga think I'm soft or something, hearing his tone

I keep two things, a gun and a plan

I'm not stable and he don't understand

Yap yap yap yap, let him talk shit

Take him to war, time to load the clips

Think that he's safe, creeping on his block

Pop pop pop pop, watch the nigga drop right there



[Chorus:]

It's time to clear the block out

It's time to clear the block

It's time to clear the block out

It's time to clear the block

It's time to clear the block out

It's time to clear the block

It's time to clear the block out

It's time to clear the block



[Verse 2:]

I know I'm Hell bound, cause of choices

New beginning man, I'm hearing voices

Back to Son of Sam, when it come to bread

Gotta brick of girl, killing cokeheads

Smack the ave with it, leave the streets red

Yellow taped off, here come feds

Brother from the way, today he lucked up

Asked to help him out, cause he's fucked up

So I gave him work, want my income

Motherfucker told me, take it back in blood

That fucked me up, thought we were cool

Disrespect trust, broke all the rules

Yap yap yap yap, let him talk shit

Take him to war, time to load the clips

Think that he's safe, creep through his block

Pop pop pop pop, watch the nigga drop right there



[Chorus]



[Verse 3:]

In rap game thought shit'll be safe

You'd be surprised how many get chased

Wheelchair shit, yep put you in the line

Think shit's sweet kicking verse about spine

Because you have fans that like to sweat you

Like I won't come and get you (Nigga)

Put on the internet, that I threatened you

But Google can't save you

I don't give a fuck, go tell police

That won't stop me, you better call the priest

Snatch your life, I'm a thief, move quick

Scream you a tough guy, for you I have a trick

Yap yap yap yap, let him talk shit

Take him to war, time to load the clips

Think that he's safe, creep through his block

Pop pop pop pop, watch the nigga drop right there



[Chorus]
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