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letra de fnok 2 (the message) - mori briscoe

[verse 1: mori briscoe]
what’s a nunu? never knew you
boy, it’s mori blixk never who you
n-ggas know me, i’m a loose screw
send shots they connectin’ like bluetooth
stole freshy flow and i was like wow
heard he got locked, came home like how?
tav got hit boy should’ve laid down
shots start ringin’ all you hear is baow
how n-ggas droppin’ the hat when they mans in the jet?
n-gga, somethin’ don’t seem right
if i feel like n-ggas provokin’ me droppin’ the rakes, then n-gga it’s green light
and i ain’t gon’ sit here and say that all of you p-ssy but that’s what it seem like
if i catch a fno member i up it, the last thing he saw was the beam light
heard i got locked for the grip, bailed out in a week ‘cause we makin’ it right back
yellow tape, chalk up the scene, i’m makin’ sh-t scary no thriller, no mike jack’
how is they boomin’ for n-ggas? he gave his life away
nunu be jackin’ he whoopty, cj i think his flight delayed
we put up shots when we in the fort, f-ck it i feel like taj gibson, uh
red flagged up they think i’m a blood, tryna leave one of ‘em missin’, uh
leek wit’ me, yeah, you know that’s the cuz shots leave him bl–dy, he drippin’, uh
you live by that gun and you die by the gun, i’m guessin’ drizzy a victim
ay, act baddies, they quakin’, she a treesh liftin’ up her skirt
my time, can’t waste it, see a opp put it in reverse
these n-ggas spinnin’ on who? all of y’all real shooters is locked
now they be throwin’ up woo? oh they tryna end up like pop
[verse 2: wal blixk]
uh huh
fno it get looted
said he smokin’ on rich, is he stupid?
on that aggy, that sh-t got me zooted
mixed wit’ driz wit’ the white, sh-t boomin’
lady f’s come get wit’ the movement
come whine on a blixk, get stupid
after she done she doin’ the unit
folk sh-t, she know how we movin’
got the knocks on my hip, no jammer
f-ck the cops we’ll floxk on camera
name one time you was totin’ the hammer
you a kid, go change up your pampers
and y’all never on sh-t
nunu you frail, boy you sound like a b-tch
how is you home, boy, you is a snitch
what was y’all doing when ty got hit? gang
uh huh, we gon’ bend through the o on a repeat
suck d-ck only f-ck with my sleezy’s
spin the court put a opp on tv
uh huh, yeah i’m oyk
[?] in the bronx for sha ek
how link with the woo’s, lil n-gga you prey

[verse 3: mori briscoe]
yo [?], who is these n-ggas?
oh, i think them n-ggas tryna earn stripes
spin through the fort, i’m cl!ckin’, i catch three f’s like i got a third stripe
could’ve parked [?] and i turned right
we put that boy in the urn, like
we spinnin’ back and return, like
oh that’s how that n-gga got burned, like
oh he 67? what
give him six, seven shots
call up 6 2, bendin’ through they blocks
gz wit’ me, n-gga, 6trey lots
ten in the clip, one in the head
after i see them, n-ggas gettin’ shot
both named rich, both y’all b-tch
only rich we acknowledgin’ is floxks

- mori briscoe

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