City Morgue – THRESH lyrics

[Intro]
Circle

[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
Ten shots in my HK, spray and pray at your windpipe (Yeah)
Flash, hook then flay, jump you and split your shit (Yeah)
At your crib it's a mayday, pull up and spray yo' kids (Okay)
Catch a prey, you an opp, spray, and we the opposite (Huh?)
I won't shake no hands wit' you niggas (No)
I don't need no molly to kill y'all (No)
Ain't no more buddy-buddy, Godzilla (Huh?)
Ain't no more buddy-buddy, Godzilla (Huh?)

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Say your boy be havin' guns, nigga, but run, nigga
When that nigga pull his gun, nigga, what's up with ya?
Say your boy be with the drug dealers, the plug niggas
But be tellin' when the feds get ya, what's up with ya? (Okay)

[Verse 2: SosMula]
Sleezy! Why you niggas talkin' out ya rabbit ass mouth
Got my black on black .9, get the back-to-back fire (Boom, boom)
Still in the trap with a pack of crack (What?)
In matter of half time, overdose and flatline (What?)
Who you bitches talkin' to? Nigga, I slaughter you (Fuck outta here)
6-shot revolver shoot niggas, I'm honorable (Boom, boom)
Death before dishonor, lil' nigga, that's how I rule
Turn your face into a BBQ, nigga, I'm tired of you (Boom, boom)
Execute the style, murkin' niggas out (Sleezy!)
I'm in the booth with a rifle now (Boom)
You in the house with a Bible now (Fuck outta here)
What's the shit, you don't like me now? (Boom, boom)
Kick your head into the curb, make you bite the ground

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Say your boy be havin' guns, nigga, but run, nigga
When that nigga pull his gun, nigga, what's up with ya?
Say your boy be with the drug dealers, the plug niggas
But we tellin' when the feds get ya, what's up with ya? (Okay)