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letra de comin' 2 serve you - flesh-n-bone

[intro]
alright, now let’s do this (flesh)

[verse 1: flesh-n-bone]
rippin’ up, it’s yo’ st. clair
takin’ money that’s straight, and gotta kick it, chill
then makin’ it real, to the pop on my slug for love
i’m gonna feed you with bg knocc out
drop these bullets in a grill for the sk!ll
motha f-ckas with double, meat is when it’s on
my fox to b-tches, is a rock gets to clockin’
a grip now ready to rough house

[verse 2: bg knocc out]
bellin’ with choppas and hanguns
sendin’ bodiez off dead, for the red-rum
six feet in a ditch is where i’m leaving you b-tch–ss n-ggas
so come, come. mo’ victim to tha crome, it’s on
leavin’ bodiez strapped up in the funeral home, mo’
b-tch–ss n-ggas from the other side, wanna try me, come rock
cause the n-gga got dough

[verse 3: flesh-n-bone]
i really help, can’t contain us, bring ’em out
f-ck with the sinners and rap sh-t, kick names out yo’ mouth
i’m crossin’ my n-gga and he got rapid
to be k!llas that flip, every blood drip i pray
like a self diplp souljah boy from makin’ n-ggas
won’t grab tic-tac, take it from here to towhee

[verse 4: bg knocc out]
spray, hit a n-gga down with the ak
leavin’ bodiez layed out in the broad day
all you n-ggas if you wanted that sh-t
can’t wait ’till you b-tch–ss n-ggas come our way
to the hallway, n-gga all day
f-ck a peace treat, n-gga ain’t no love
ain’t no way in h-ll, you’ll f-ck with b.g. knocc out
flesh, and ah mo’ thug, straight up

[verse 5: bg knocc out]
i’m comin’ 2 serve ya, serve ya
i’m screamin’ mo’ murda, mo’ murda
hopin’ you’ll die, don’t ask me why cause you deserve to
deserve to, got yo’ cap hit back to the black. which one?
that one with the automatic strap
have the ones with the all black, black
so take a n-gga straight off the map
that’s how i feel about any n-gga that’s willin’ to deal
willin’ to deal
put a n-gga like knocc from my with the glock c-ck
cause i wanted to k!ll
n-ggas talk like a disease
drop to your knees and give me your g’s
n-gga you can’t get with these, n-gga please

[verse 6: flesh-n-bone]
see you betta be takin’ your loss and then i don’t know
betta be gone, and i run up in him if i came
be the master plans, leavin’ ya minds off
close to 44 magnums, hit the hold and ah so when i blast it
creepin’ yo’ bloods be peepin’, you run oh n-gga in a river
sin, sippin’ gin, get out tha party get in if n-ggas we clown
ready get scandlous. where?
in the cities, run from the one they don’t purchase a pound
get to tha n-gga, they drop ya
grab my pump, pump, c-ck the glock, shot ya
by thaegang we let off go bullet ranges
for the same we comin’ 2 serve ya

[verse 7: flesh-n-bone]
n-ggas, make the cities both screams
lil’ knocc out hitter, help me solve this
we shinin’, never had peace
celebrate the victory, runnin’ with it flawless
gonna keep dodgin’, playa hatas fall
and never stood a chance, up against flesh mo’
my n-ggas send them to the maka i’m lovin’ it
and you really don’t wanna test
hate these n-ggas, wanna push they luck
f-ckin’ with the 5th dog, show no love
except for my gang, runnin’ untamed
hope you don’t rename and remain mo’ thug
had my n-gga, my slug
haters police blood, that is when i’m gonna serve ya
chasin’ mothaf-ckas with the gun
get them on the run, but ?

[verse 8: bg knocc out]
pullin’ yo’ trigga on n-ggas, cause n-gga
they know they can’t hang with tha mo’ thug gang
sonn as ya run up off, i’m pullin mine
gut ’em ’till ya done, but some gotta blow out yo’ brain
come to these, rock with the hot glock, bodies in the glock
pop, pop, pop, n-gga never don’t stop
buck with the knocc i’m ready to go spot with
the glock lettin’ off shots, n-ggas gon’ drop
to the pave, put it in tha grave
now they dwell in h-ll cause we double slay
the clip and the trigga, a sin
now that’s in the river n-gga, try to lift me hey
say, knocc and flesh glock, glock to takes it comin’ 2 serve ya
swerve to the curve
better off that chronic and and burn
n-gga it’s time to murda

[interlude: flesh-n-bone]
hey n-ggas?
hey n-ggas?
murda, mo’ murda

[chorus: flesh-n-bone & b.g. knocc out]
knocc out and flesh, my glock to techs
we comin’ 2 serve ya
knocc out and flesh, with tha glock c-ck
and you know i’m screamin’ murda mo’ murda
knocc out and flesh, my glock to techs
we comin’ 2 serve ya
knocc out and flesh, with tha glock c-ck
and you know i’m screamin’ murda mo’ murda
knocc out and flesh, my glock to techs
we comin’ 2 serve ya
knocc out and flesh, with tha glock c-ck
and you know i’m screamin’ murda mo’ murda
knocc out and flesh, my glock to techs
we comin’ 2 serve ya
knocc out and flesh, with tha glock c-ck
and you know i’m screamin’ murda mo’ murda
knocc out and flesh, my glock to techs
we comin’ 2 serve ya
knocc out and flesh, with tha glock c-ck
and you know i’m screamin’ murda mo’ murda
knocc out and flesh, my glock to techs
we comin’ 2 serve ya
knocc out and flesh, with tha glock c-ck
and you know i’m screamin’ murda mo’ murda

- flesh n bone

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