Mozzy – Make The News Lyrics

Mozzy Make The News Lyrics (feat. Yo Gotti & Blac Youngsta)

You don’t really love me like you say you do,
Fully auto on me when I’m yankin’ through,
You won’t make the ‘spital you gon’ make the news,
Killas striped up like a sabretooth but they know,
All he want for Bhristmas is some percocets and Draco,
I ain’t ask for nuffin’ from these bitches but a bankroll,
I cannot stop smilin’ knowin’ one of my killas came home,
Yuh,
A couple more be on they way home

Full autos?? on that slide mission blickied up,
Got the rental from my side bitch it’s tinted up,
Makaveli type of time wit us hit ‘em up,
Yellow tape around the streetlights n**** we lit him up,
Surgery ain’t eligible for him zip him up,
Waki wit the hi-tech oil we mix it up,
Release him for that ‘ttempt and it’s over he killin’ sumn,
They asked me about Alonzo murder revealin’ nuffin’,
It was nuffin’ said,
Loyalty over ya love instead,
I bought a watch wit the amount that they put on my head,
FaceTime wit n***** screamin’ out I know he dead,
They way we hit him he fasholy dead

You don’t really love me like you say you do,
Fully auto on me when I’m yankin’ through,
You won’t make the ‘spital you gon’ make the news,
Killas striped up like a sabretooth but they know,
All he want for Bhristmas is some percocets and Draco,
I ain’t ask for nuffin’ from these bitches but a bankroll,
I cannot stop smilin’ knowin’ one of my killas came home,
Yuh,
A couple more be on they way home

Ex drug deala I can still get them loads in,
Go ?? us how we get them bowls in,
You ain’t know a n**** gangsta than me that neva gangbang,
Mandatory standin’ on bidnes I’m on the same thang,
And all I ever wanted was a Rollie and a gold chain,
Dope money puttin’ our cars inside our hoes name,
I’m highly blessed and I’m favored,
Know CMG the label,
We had cocaine on the table,
Digit scalin’ razor,
No new generation I use to get it off a pager,
Independent hustle but you know the bag major,
Green beam that choppa gotta lazor,
I don’t blame you I blame the fuck n***** who raised ya

You don’t really love me like you say you do,
Fully auto on me when I’m yankin’ through,
You won’t make the ‘spital you gon’ make the news,
Killas striped up like a sabretooth but they know,
All he want for Bhristmas is some percocets and Draco,
I ain’t ask for nuffin’ from these bitches but a bankroll,
I cannot stop smilin’ knowin’ one of my killas came home,
Yuh,
A couple more be on they way home

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  • Written by: David Grear Akhanovic, James Pérez, Mario Mims, Sammie Benson, Timothy Patterson
  • Album: Survivor's Guilt
  • Released: 2022