Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Remorse, artist - Cee Kay. Date of issue: 28.03.2019
Song language: English
No Remorse |
| Huh |
| What he say? |
| Fuck it up |
| We gon' get him gone |
| Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome |
| We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain’t at home |
| I’m killin' shit by my niggas, don’t care if they right or wrong |
| I didn’t get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost |
| Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most |
| No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go |
| Won’t shoot the bitch from a distance, I’m killin' you bitches close |
| Run from who? |
| Got me fucked up, I’m pullin' up, I’m hangin' out the window |
| Fuck you if my nigga jacked him, stolo ridin', confidential |
| Don’t get this shit twisted, I’ll pull up, split your fuckin' head |
| I been gettin' the bread lately, niggas say I’m goin' fed |
| Don’t question me about a murder, all I know that boy dead |
| We spin on your block, a hundred shots, knock out your fuckin' dreads |
| What’s up with the dissin? |
| Pull up on me, little bitch, show me somethin' |
| I was on my dick and I couldn’t pay a bitch to throw me nothin' |
| Stop with all that lyin', state facts |
| You playin' with a nigga, make me blow your fuckin' hat |
| Clutchin' on a blackout in the back |
| I just hit up B-Mack, he said he know where they at |
| (Go, go) We gon' get him gone |
| Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome |
| We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain’t at home |
| I’m killin' shit by my niggas, don’t care if they right or wrong |
| I didn’t get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost |
| Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most |
| No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go |
| Won’t shoot the bitch from a distance, I’m killin' you bitches close |
| Watch that car, that bitch keep passin' by and I don’t know who in there |
| If it come back through here one more time then shoot whoever in there |
| In the trenches, shit be real, so bitch, stay up in your lane |
| Don’t give a fuck about no witness, we gon' up and blow his brain |
| Bitch, if I go broke you niggas know I’m quick to hit a stain |
| Had to let her go 'cause that bitch there was bringin' too much pain |
| They want clout so they diss on the internet just for the fame |
| Who to blame? |
| We can’t catch 'em, this shit drivin' me insane |
| What we do is out the window I bet all you see is flames |
| Niggas hoes and they know that, up it and push his 'fro back |
| We be posted where the sto' at, spot 'em and we get on that |
| No remorse for you lil' niggas, it’s over with, I’ma blow that |
| (Blow, blow) We gon' get him gone |
| Scope that bitch from up close and take off his fucking dome |
| We rollin' right in the trenches, we lurkin, they ain’t at home |
| I’m killin' shit by my niggas, don’t care if they right or wrong |
| I didn’t get out his body, gon' turn that bitch to a ghost |
| Blackout attached to my body, I upped it and do the most |
| No, we is not sparin' shit, we seen everybody go |
| Won’t shoot the bitch from a distance, I’m killin' you bitches close |