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tropical phonk - 1990morgue lyrics

[intro: 1990morgue]
straight, straight out the fifth, better known as the 5fp

[verse 1: 1990morgue]
1 is for the chance that you get when you cross the clique
talkin that gangster sh*t [?] bust that ass up in the ditch
9 is for the 9mm with extended clip
better be grippin that [?] you don’t wanna get hit by these hollow tips
the other 9 is for the number of blunts i smoke to the head
chiefin on that [?] i can’t lie it got my eyes so red
o is for the ounce f*ck new drugs i smoke my weed and spit
junkies be all on my block they fiend for rock it’s likе they live in that
m is for the malicе in my heart for you playa haters
n*ggas mad as f*ck they wanna be us but they imitate us
o is for originality [?] do my things
but i still pay homage to the legends from before we came
r is for the rules that you follow when we stand our ground
[?] bottom of the ocean where your body [?]
g is for the gangster ass n*ggas up in circle 5th
murder clique, steady hittin stains about that stolen whip
u is for the underground phonk that we comin with
f*ck the mainstream you know i ain’t down with that punk ass sh*t
e is for the endo smoke extendos now i’m f*cking lit
[?] hit like [?] that’s the sh*t don’t take another hit

[verse 2: alvin abyss]
a*a is for the [?] to your chest if you f*ck with me
lame n*ggas steady takin ls i’m focused on my green
v is for the violent mothef*cker if you touch my chains
triple 5 [?] we so elite these n*ggas can’t compete
i is for the imitate [?] tryna copy swag
wanna bite the sauce, y’all my sons, you could call me dad
n is for my n*ggas in the trenches gettin to the bag
straight out the fifth land b*tch we countin big bands
blunts back to back got me higher than a [?]
a is for the automatic rifle leanin at yo dome
yeah these bullets hot but they leave yo body stiffen cold
b is for the b*tches onna mission tryna trap a pimp
i can’t slip, gotta get to these hunnids til my pockets [?]
y these n*ggas hatin on the fifth? cuz they broke as sh*t
beefin with my clique, now that boy stuffed up inna spliff
s is for the stains that i hit tryna get paid
mask on my f*cking face, blood stains, yellow [?]
the last s is for the sacrifice i’ll make yo b*tch my slave
feelin like it’s 2015 the way i swing my blade
stay [?], no we gettin chickens like it’s raising canes
stay with gang, no new n*ggas round me i can’t change a thang
[outro]
yeahhh

- 1990morgue lyrics

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