My lil shorty ruthless he'll walk down on a nigga and do it in public
Bounce out the car with cutter, switch on the back of this bitch tweak makin' it stutter
Mud thicker than blood, we come from the gutter swear it was just me and my brother
Plus that lil nigga get wild, real Wild Child shit we strapped in this bitch who gone touch us
One false move I'm dumping, Double O we got the back of eachother
This vec take the head off a nigga don't even kno what hit him, all cus his ass looked at me funny
I get off X start mugging, I ran out of drank so I'm sliding on muddy
My killer ain't got no name call him buddy
Throw a fist you gone die, we ain't doing no tussling
I open the lamb door musty, Hitting blocks all day I been smokin on gunja
Bitch getting on my nerves have my sister to stomp her
Now she mad on the phone tryna go get her brother
Tweak, I just pulled off ina monster get on side of this bitch ain't no warning we skunk em
Now he gangsta back then he the nigga we punking
Get his ass in that lane, and you know we gome dunk him
G23 Drum with a button, He got hit played pussy the Gen five f*cked em
And tweak be outside ain't no ducking, Play with 40s every nine with us got a button
Pop out night time we gone purge, Tweak got one rock tryna hit two birds
I skipped the line ain't wait my turn, Just a greasy lil nigga you know I'm'a pop it
Drac' blow like a rocket we spottem we gottem
We flash em you know we gone crop em
I'm a top shotta, send plays like I coach for the broncos, Me and Six late night ducking potholes
F*ck the opps they shit on lock tho, Ask em niggas how we hit that top tho
They duck they tacos, They don't pop doors, But get online and diss fa follows
These niggas not gangsta, they drop that lo' we come and arrage em
Leaving shit all on the pavement, Wild Childs get over you God can't even save you
And we armed and dangerous some of us crazy, but all my niggas some faces
He out of bounds we spank him that was a home run now we just running the bases
00 Know The Name, and Twin money gang and Wild Child that be the label
All these lil niggas think they fast they ain't never got hawked by a chaser
00 Tweak - Muzzle Lyrics
00 Tweak - Muzzle Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
My lil shorty ruthless he'll walk down on a nigga and do it in public
Bounce out the car with cutter, switch on the back of this bitch tweak makin' it stutter
Mud thicker than blood, we come from the gutter swear it was just me and my brother
Plus that lil nigga get wild, real Wild Child shit we strapped in this bitch who gone touch us
One false move I'm dumping, Double O we got the back of eachother
This vec take the head off a nigga don't even kno what hit him, all cus his ass looked at me funny
I get off X start mugging, I ran out of drank so I'm sliding on muddy
My killer ain't got no name call him buddy
Throw a fist you gone die, we ain't doing no tussling
I open the lamb door musty, Hitting blocks all day I been smokin on gunja
Bitch getting on my nerves have my sister to stomp her
Now she mad on the phone tryna go get her brother
Tweak, I just pulled off ina monster get on side of this bitch ain't no warning we skunk em
Now he gangsta back then he the nigga we punking
Get his ass in that lane, and you know we gome dunk him
G23 Drum with a button, He got hit played pussy the Gen five f*cked em
And tweak be outside ain't no ducking, Play with 40s every nine with us got a button
Pop out night time we gone purge, Tweak got one rock tryna hit two birds
I skipped the line ain't wait my turn, Just a greasy lil nigga you know I'm'a pop it
Drac' blow like a rocket we spottem we gottem
We flash em you know we gone crop em
I'm a top shotta, send plays like I coach for the broncos, Me and Six late night ducking potholes
F*ck the opps they shit on lock tho, Ask em niggas how we hit that top tho
They duck they tacos, They don't pop doors, But get online and diss fa follows
These niggas not gangsta, they drop that lo' we come and arrage em
Leaving shit all on the pavement, Wild Childs get over you God can't even save you
And we armed and dangerous some of us crazy, but all my niggas some faces
He out of bounds we spank him that was a home run now we just running the bases
00 Know The Name, and Twin money gang and Wild Child that be the label
All these lil niggas think they fast they ain't never got hawked by a chaser
Bounce out the car with cutter, switch on the back of this bitch tweak makin' it stutter
Mud thicker than blood, we come from the gutter swear it was just me and my brother
Plus that lil nigga get wild, real Wild Child shit we strapped in this bitch who gone touch us
One false move I'm dumping, Double O we got the back of eachother
This vec take the head off a nigga don't even kno what hit him, all cus his ass looked at me funny
I get off X start mugging, I ran out of drank so I'm sliding on muddy
My killer ain't got no name call him buddy
Throw a fist you gone die, we ain't doing no tussling
I open the lamb door musty, Hitting blocks all day I been smokin on gunja
Bitch getting on my nerves have my sister to stomp her
Now she mad on the phone tryna go get her brother
Tweak, I just pulled off ina monster get on side of this bitch ain't no warning we skunk em
Now he gangsta back then he the nigga we punking
Get his ass in that lane, and you know we gome dunk him
G23 Drum with a button, He got hit played pussy the Gen five f*cked em
And tweak be outside ain't no ducking, Play with 40s every nine with us got a button
Pop out night time we gone purge, Tweak got one rock tryna hit two birds
I skipped the line ain't wait my turn, Just a greasy lil nigga you know I'm'a pop it
Drac' blow like a rocket we spottem we gottem
We flash em you know we gone crop em
I'm a top shotta, send plays like I coach for the broncos, Me and Six late night ducking potholes
F*ck the opps they shit on lock tho, Ask em niggas how we hit that top tho
They duck they tacos, They don't pop doors, But get online and diss fa follows
These niggas not gangsta, they drop that lo' we come and arrage em
Leaving shit all on the pavement, Wild Childs get over you God can't even save you
And we armed and dangerous some of us crazy, but all my niggas some faces
He out of bounds we spank him that was a home run now we just running the bases
00 Know The Name, and Twin money gang and Wild Child that be the label
All these lil niggas think they fast they ain't never got hawked by a chaser
Writer: Derrick Berry
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
00 Tweak - Muzzle Video
(Show video at the top of the page)
Click here to scroll the video with page
