Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slangin iron
Forreal
Pray to God
Pray to God
I show no mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
I train a bitch until she stable
Been a pimp to Gladis
Pick a hoe at random
Share until my niggas having
I got a hustle habit
I took a loss and niggas laughed
Until I got it back
I bet they wonder how it happen
Niggas dog they baby momma
Like the kennel broke
She let me cut like it's a line
She got a thing for rappers
I'm shooting babies in ha mouth
She wanna start a family
Don't be venting to me bitch
Focus on this camera
Undetected with the weapon
Swerving in a Camry
Niggas petty hustling
All that acting deserve a Grammy
I got some niggas on my trail
Like imma hoe or something
Ain't no props with this burner
I can show you something
You get a bullet
I aint selfish
I hit a nigga for my dawg
And now he owe me one
I ain't tripping
I know the law
Like it's protocol
I can hit a lick
With this 22 in my overalls
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
True story
I had a K
But I sold it
I need another 1
Aiming at yo skull
Like laundry I had to fold em up
Niggas flexing on the gram
With the heat out
But when u post
It's yo brother gun dat you holding up
All dat shooing in the air
Who you bout to kill
These niggas pussy
It's simple to get the business clear
Sosa for president
All my friends dead nigga
She good as gone
If she getting dick from this red nigga
I'm from BR where niggas hate
Before you make it out
I'll slap my momma
For I let a nigga take me out
Feeling froggy you can leap nigga
I keep tricks up my sleeve
Like I'm Brees with a flee flicker
Ain't no stopping me
Kicking shit like soccer team
I watch for signs that them bitches throw
Like astrology
I stir the pot with this rapping shit
Til the water gone
They bringing salt
But I aint cookin no llama beans
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
No mercy
No mercy
No mercy
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
Dat I show mercy
But it's no mercy
Yeah
Conscious Era
Yeah
Rude Fam
Trakka in this bitch
Shoutout FBE
Yeah
It's no mercy
It's no mercy
Huey Castro - No Mercy Lyrics
Huey Castro - No Mercy Lyrics
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Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slangin iron
Forreal
Pray to God
Pray to God
I show no mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
I train a bitch until she stable
Been a pimp to Gladis
Pick a hoe at random
Share until my niggas having
I got a hustle habit
I took a loss and niggas laughed
Until I got it back
I bet they wonder how it happen
Niggas dog they baby momma
Like the kennel broke
She let me cut like it's a line
She got a thing for rappers
I'm shooting babies in ha mouth
She wanna start a family
Don't be venting to me bitch
Focus on this camera
Undetected with the weapon
Swerving in a Camry
Niggas petty hustling
All that acting deserve a Grammy
I got some niggas on my trail
Like imma hoe or something
Ain't no props with this burner
I can show you something
You get a bullet
I aint selfish
I hit a nigga for my dawg
And now he owe me one
I ain't tripping
I know the law
Like it's protocol
I can hit a lick
With this 22 in my overalls
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
True story
I had a K
But I sold it
I need another 1
Aiming at yo skull
Like laundry I had to fold em up
Niggas flexing on the gram
With the heat out
But when u post
It's yo brother gun dat you holding up
All dat shooing in the air
Who you bout to kill
These niggas pussy
It's simple to get the business clear
Sosa for president
All my friends dead nigga
She good as gone
If she getting dick from this red nigga
I'm from BR where niggas hate
Before you make it out
I'll slap my momma
For I let a nigga take me out
Feeling froggy you can leap nigga
I keep tricks up my sleeve
Like I'm Brees with a flee flicker
Ain't no stopping me
Kicking shit like soccer team
I watch for signs that them bitches throw
Like astrology
I stir the pot with this rapping shit
Til the water gone
They bringing salt
But I aint cookin no llama beans
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
No mercy
No mercy
No mercy
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
Dat I show mercy
But it's no mercy
Yeah
Conscious Era
Yeah
Rude Fam
Trakka in this bitch
Shoutout FBE
Yeah
It's no mercy
It's no mercy
I aint lying
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slangin iron
Forreal
Pray to God
Pray to God
I show no mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
I train a bitch until she stable
Been a pimp to Gladis
Pick a hoe at random
Share until my niggas having
I got a hustle habit
I took a loss and niggas laughed
Until I got it back
I bet they wonder how it happen
Niggas dog they baby momma
Like the kennel broke
She let me cut like it's a line
She got a thing for rappers
I'm shooting babies in ha mouth
She wanna start a family
Don't be venting to me bitch
Focus on this camera
Undetected with the weapon
Swerving in a Camry
Niggas petty hustling
All that acting deserve a Grammy
I got some niggas on my trail
Like imma hoe or something
Ain't no props with this burner
I can show you something
You get a bullet
I aint selfish
I hit a nigga for my dawg
And now he owe me one
I ain't tripping
I know the law
Like it's protocol
I can hit a lick
With this 22 in my overalls
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
True story
I had a K
But I sold it
I need another 1
Aiming at yo skull
Like laundry I had to fold em up
Niggas flexing on the gram
With the heat out
But when u post
It's yo brother gun dat you holding up
All dat shooing in the air
Who you bout to kill
These niggas pussy
It's simple to get the business clear
Sosa for president
All my friends dead nigga
She good as gone
If she getting dick from this red nigga
I'm from BR where niggas hate
Before you make it out
I'll slap my momma
For I let a nigga take me out
Feeling froggy you can leap nigga
I keep tricks up my sleeve
Like I'm Brees with a flee flicker
Ain't no stopping me
Kicking shit like soccer team
I watch for signs that them bitches throw
Like astrology
I stir the pot with this rapping shit
Til the water gone
They bringing salt
But I aint cookin no llama beans
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
No mercy
No mercy
No mercy
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
I show mercy
It's no mercy
Got dat iron on me
I aint lying
Mommas crying
It's gone be a 2nd line
When I'm slanging iron
Pray to God
Dat I show mercy
But it's no mercy
Yeah
Conscious Era
Yeah
Rude Fam
Trakka in this bitch
Shoutout FBE
Yeah
It's no mercy
It's no mercy
Writer: Huey Castro
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid