Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Operate, artist - Mozzy. Album song Down to the Wire: 4th Ave Edition, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mozzy, NanoLivewire
Song language: English
Operate |
Bruh them people out here are geekin' my nigga |
You know they just hit mom’s shit |
My momma be smooth bruh |
Breathe on you |
They kickin' down doors where my momma stay… |
But they know I’ll never cooperate |
Cuz that ain’t how a real nigga operate |
Doing time only time I find time to pray |
Suckas on the net say they try to down us |
Havin' conversations with the higher power |
I dip my nose in a pack of powder |
It only numb the pain for a couple hours |
Ain’t no picket fences nice house and flowers |
We live in the trenches you’ll get devoured |
Used to rock Girbauds, hella Eddie Bauer’s |
All black label hoodie jumping over counters |
Mo' gwala mo' power nigga easy math |
Behind the almighty dollar never leave the trap |
My bruh would be prezzin if I could bring him back |
Hell gang over everythang we believe in that |
Ain’t no room for no lackin gotta keep a strap |
One up top I don’t know why you ain’t think of that |
Seen his body collapse that’s a man down |
You ain’t with the shit fall back nigga stand down |
They kickin' down doors where my momma stay… |
But they know I’ll never cooperate |
Cuz that ain’t how a real nigga operate |
Doing time only time I find time to pray |
Try to tell lil' homie stay in school |
I lost so many partners it ain’t boo |
Loadin' up a broom momma walked into my room |
This lifestyle is deeper than you assume |
My lil' sis bustin' dates for her dude |
But she ain’t trippin' she used to being misused |
That’s just another wound I gotta deal with |
Nigga pull up at granny’s that’s where I still live |
I did alot of dirt I gotta livewith |
Bullets flyin' pray to God I don’t get hit |
Still yellin' free my brotha Hit Stick |
If you could put your toes in his shoes you would of been snitched |
Nigga… Ain’t no doubt about that |
Talking outta turn you ain’t really bout that |
Yeah, we trap it out and count stacks |
Killing our kind how you proud of being black nigga? |
They kickin' down doors where my momma stay… |
But they know I’ll never cooperate |
Cuz that ain’t how a real nigga operate |
Doing time only time I find time to pray |