| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Break yo' fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Break yo' fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Make 'em break like a fake chain (Okay)
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| Pussy niggas so cheap like an AK (Wassup)
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| Buddy-buddy, I don’t wanna be your homie (Okay)
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| Free man, motherfucker, call me Riley (Wassup)
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| Berserk, and you Guts to a God Hand (Huh?)
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| Now your face getting kicked like a kickstand (Huh?)
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| Pull up with the blade in my left hand (Huh?)
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| Right hand, got a box like a mailman (Okay, alright)
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| Lil' Ziploc chillin' on a matchbox (Uh)
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| Hunnid clip off the hip, keep the shells hot (Uh)
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| Lil' Zilla got the Devil in a headlock (What?)
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| Lil' Zilla got the Devil in a leglock (What?)
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| And a nigga got blood on my Fazos (Okay)
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| Sure, them niggas gave 'em lines of the Karo (Wassup)
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| Watch the boy pour it up in his Faygo (Okay)
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| Got the blade, oh, where your fuckin' face go? |
| (Okay, it goes, it goes, it goes)
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| One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Break yo' fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Break yo' fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes (Mula)
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| Put a rap game in a headlock (Fuck outta here)
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| If I want a nigga chain, get your head shot (Gimme that)
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| Yeah, I still gang bang on the dead opps (Boom)
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| Bitch, I still slang 'caine, fuck a fed watch (Work)
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| Hangin' out the back window with extendos (Skrrt)
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| Pistol whip you with it 'til I break the pistol (Boom)
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| I’ma get you, I’ll hit you with a missile (Boom)
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| Run up, close range, I can’t miss you (Boom, boom)
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| Pull up, location, what’s the issue? |
| (Where you at?)
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| Your girl sucked my dick then she went and kissed you (Slide)
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| Bitch, I’m a hothead like a Spitfire (No, no)
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| With these sticks we’ll pop shit then it get quiet (Bitch)
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| Blow a hundred K a month, that’s a rich diet (Mula)
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| Smoke a pound every day, I don’t get higher (Work)
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| No cosigns to a dick rider (Fuck outta here)
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| I’ma shoot that nigga if they get by us (Mula, it goes)
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| One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Break yo' fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| One, two, three, four, death (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Break yo' fucking neck (Nigga, wassup, wassup?)
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| It goes, it goes, it goes
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| Seog ti, seog ti, seog ti
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| Seog ti, seog ti, seog ti
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| Seog ti, seog ti, seog ti |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song NECK BRACE, artist - City Morgue. Album song CITY MORGUE VOL 2: AS GOOD AS DEAD, in the genre Иностранный рок