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Mozzy - Found Him lyrics

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

Sella clique hen shit
Family over friendship
Coke on my finger nail
Cocaine french tip
Clip on the hitstick
Longer than a dipstick
You ain't did shit
According to the statistics
Murder mids misfit
Mute mouth stitch lip
Flickin through the chicken
Trippin on the bitch I live with
Niggas on the straddle in the fitz shit
Bitch shit
Little shit stop him
We gon pop him with the big shit
Biscuit with the lemon squeeze
Death to the enemies
Know I'm on drugs gotta keep all the humidity
Hell gang mozzy but my momma named me timothy
Let one of the these suckas call me by it and I'm strivin eem

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

Tryna break a nigga spirit when they lock us down
Happy I ain't charge for tryna knock a nigga down
On some sentimental shit
Talkin to the clowns
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/mozzy/yellow-tape-activities/found-him.html]
Lost another gunner they just caught him out of bounds
Suckas always slidin when the mozzy not around
Pussy boy told prolly why he not around
Got alota rounds for a nigga speakin out
Takin pictures in the bathroom and never leave the house
My name ring bells bitches keep it in they mouth
Find me in the dope spot tweakin on the couch
Broke ass niggas buying liters for a ounce
Scoutin for a victim if you see me in the south

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

Crime time all the time I ain't lyin
You a goddamn lie I ain't slidin
Keep firing
Till you hear the sirens
Gotta hunned dollar bill full of that miley cyrus
I threw the yicki last night I'm tryna find it
You ain't got no use for the khada then let me buy it
You ain't got no use for them hookers then let me get em
I don't fuck with suckas
And niggas that [?]
Realest shit I ever wrote
We move the third from my palm
I'm forver [?]
Used to sell dope at the green and the yellow store
AR15 killswitch
Heavy metal pole

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

Khada clip with the duck tape round it
Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him
Chokin on his blood how they found him
Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him

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