Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Body Count, artist - Mozzy. Album song Beyond Bulletproof, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Mozzy
Song language: English
Body Count |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes |
Why would I lie about the body count? |
(Huh?) |
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? |
(Huh?) |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes |
I pray in the mornin', I go get the dough, then I thank Him at night (Yeah, |
what you thank him for?) |
I thank him for Zayda, I thank him for Dooterz 'cause it’s only right |
I heard a sucka died at the light (Uh, pop), ayy that was like last week |
Pulled up on the side of blood, start beatin' shit to the fat meat |
Shooter shootin' out the passenger (Ayy), shooter shootin' out the back seat |
Nigga think I’m just rappin' 'bout it, said, «Ayy, run a check on my rap sheet» |
(Ayy, run a check on my rap sheet) |
General population in the bounty, don’t get me no black tee |
You gon' fuck around and die on the stage, nigga, at a show be on rap beef |
Frontlinin' on the backstreets, I’m a tax-free type of nigga (I'm a tax-free |
type of nigga) |
The homie talkin' 'bout his war stories, I was half-sleep on that nigga (I was |
half-sleep) |
Want a Band-Aid for the chopstick, I gotta have beef with that nigga (I gotta |
have beef with that nigga) |
Want respect from the young life, then you gotta slap yeek for that nigga (Slap |
yeek for that nigga) |
Why would I lie about the body count? |
(Huh?) |
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? |
(Huh?) |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes |
Why would I lie about the body count? |
(Huh?) |
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? |
(Huh?) |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life (Boom) |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes (Von) |
Why would I play with one of these niggas (Yeah) when I can put K on one of |
these niggas? |
(Nah, nah) |
Run up, broad-day on one of these niggas, no mans, bare-face sometimes when we |
trip (Boom, boom) |
But who want the clout? |
(Who?) |
Niggas ain’t gang, they goofy, get jammed, start runnin' they mouth |
Say, who want the clout? |
(Who?) |
Nigga, this Von on the song, yeah, stop, put his ass in the clouds (Boom, boom) |
I gradudated from drive-bys (Yeah) |
When I’m on your car, ain’t no stoppin' at stop signs (Boom, boom) |
I’m layin' low 'til it die down |
Then spin back around and I’m lettin' off some more rounds (Boom, boom, boom) |
I’m who they call when it’s bustin' (Uh-huh) |
Can’t sit behind me, I don’t trust him (Uh-huh) |
Boy, that nigga dead, don’t touch him |
Roll him in the 'Wood same night, we like, «Fuck him» (Boom, boom, on gang) |
If we get the drop, we rush (We rush) |
Where I’m from, everybody got a pole (Got a pole) |
Where I’m from everybody gon' blow |
When the jakes as questions, everybody play slow |
If you got a few bodies, everybody gon' know |
They ain’t even gotta see it, that’s just how the shit go |
Can’t afford another case, gotta see my P.O. |
Tired of smokin' on Tooka, gotta smoke on Zico (Boom, boom) |
Why would I lie about the body count? |
(Huh?) |
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? |
(Huh?) |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes |
Why would I lie about the body count? |
(Huh?) |
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? |
(Huh?) |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes (Gang) |
Forty on me proudly (Proudly) |
Got your Glizzy on you, but is you gon' catch a homi'? |
(Hell, nah, fuck nigga) |
AR-15, make it «bladadadadah» like Mozzy (Mozzy) |
Switch gon' make that bitch start spittin' fast, kamikaze (Grrt) |
Twist a nigga body |
Only way we sparin' if we see a car seat |
Nigga can’t sleep, takin' Perky and Roxy |
We call it steam, but he in the hot seat |
Flash, all he seein' is paparazzi |
I can’t talk to the cops, that’s not me (Uh-uh) |
Shit you see I’ma not see (Pussy) |
Jump out, gang shit not sweet (Jump out) |
Kill a nigga quick like a Nazi |
Can’t tote these Glocks, these bitches hot |
We been blitzin' shit all week (Ayy) |
Cuz an' them fuckin' they opps up 'cross town |
Might be time for a swap meet (Uh, wake up) |
Thirty on me, so I got me (I got me) |
Fifty over there with my auntie (*Whistle*) |
Used to be opps on a nigga top every day |
Now it’s just demons hauntin' me |
Why would I lie about the body count? |
(Huh?) |
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? |
(Huh?) |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes |
Why would I lie about the body count? |
(Huh?) |
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? |
(Huh?) |
I’m hold loose at the haunted house |
It’s all kinda zombies runnin' in and out |
Who want the clout? |
We hit him five time, that nigga died and came back to life |
Posted a picture while he in the 'spital (Ayy) |
He goin' up, gang on the likes (Yeah) |