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“no mercy” - kilozay lyrics

(intro)
ayy, kilozay, baby, yeah, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
we ridin’ out, we ridin’ out (grrah, grrah)
lil durk, you already know how we comin’ (woo, woo)
blocks gon’ burn tonight (burn, burn)

(chorus – kilozay)
ain’t talkin’ sh*t, these n*ggas get smoked when they pop out (brr, brr)
catch a strap in the face like a glock bout (bang, bang)
fake*ass n*ggas talk, but it ain’t dissing when they drop out (drop out)
we leave bodies in the street, no cops out (woo)
i let it ring on answer calls, snitches can’t stand tall (grrah, grrah)
f*ck that, they fold when the heat call (fold, fold)
you ain’t real gang, you ain’t never rep your block (nah, nah)
i got racks and still bang, never switch, never stop (skrrt, skrrt)

(verse 1 – kilozay)
pull up slow, make the whole block panic (skrrt, skrrt)
sunny day, but we bring the storm, automatic (brr, brr)
every hood we hit, they know we savage (savage, savage)
one call, get your head clipped, no damage (bang, bang)
clappers out, scr*ppers ready, no hesitation (no hesitation)
you move funny, we gon’ end your occupation (grrah, grrah)
lio hitman got them heaters for demonstration (brr, brr)
i don’t talk on sh*t, pure action, no narration (woo, woo)
stackin’ racks while the ops be plotting, observation (stack, stack)
step wrong, get smoked, learn the lesson, graduation (bang, bang)
(chorus – kilozay)
ain’t talkin’ sh*t, these n*ggas get smoked when they pop out (brr, brr)
catch a strap in the face like a glock bout (bang, bang)
fake*ass n*ggas talk, but it ain’t dissing when they drop out (drop out)
we leave bodies in the street, no cops out (woo)
i let it ring on answer calls, snitches can’t stand tall (grrah, grrah)
f*ck that, they fold when the heat call (fold, fold)
you ain’t real gang, you ain’t never rep your block (nah, nah)
i got racks and still bang, never switch, never stop (skrrt, skrrt)

(verse 2 – kilozay)
east side, west side, shooters locked and c*cked (locked, locked)
we got scenes you only see in movies, never mocked (brr, brr)
mask on, feel the pressure, make the block talk (mask, mask)
pull up on ops, they get popped like chalk (bang, bang)
i got k!llers south and north, ready for any fight (fight, fight)
shots in the head, leave your body lookin’ tight (brr, brr)
fake n*ggas actin’, but they scared of the night (scared, scared)
i don’t duck, i stand, i ride, i ignite (woo, woo)
keep it real, we don’t play, no roleplay (roleplay, roleplay)
your crew fold fast, they out the game same day (gone, gone)

(verse 3 – lil durk)
ayy, ayy, you need directions just to find your opps, huh? (grrah)
i went platinum while you beefin’ with your flops, huh? (woo)
b*tch in designer, she suck d*ck with no stops, huh? (brr)
you spent all cash, but your ass still soft, huh? (booty hard)
when you gon’ drop locations? we runnin’ outta patience (skrrt)
slide through the block, that b*tch vacant (vacant)
tired of fake k!llers, i can’t take it (nah, nah)
they claim g’s, but they fakin’, we gon’ shake it (shake it)
mask up, pop out, dreadlocks in my face, jamaican (brr, brr)
real as ever, call me satan, they can’t play this (woo, woo)
you mention names, you ain’t gon’ make it (d*mn)
backdoor, i tried to act gucci, kilozay, we baked it (skrrt)
lawyers beat cases, i swear i feel like mason (man, man)
all green hair on the b*tch, now she raven (raven)
two h*llcats racin’, city lit, no pacin’ (skrrt, skrrt)
(chorus – kilozay & lil durk)
ain’t talkin’ sh*t, these n*ggas get smoked when they pop out (brr, brr)
catch a strap in the face like a glock bout (bang, bang)
fake*ass n*ggas talk, but it ain’t dissing when they drop out (drop out)
we leave bodies in the street, no cops out (woo)
i let it ring on answer calls, snitches can’t stand tall (grrah, grrah)
f*ck that, they fold when the heat call (fold, fold)
you ain’t real gang, you ain’t never rep your block (nah, nah)
i got racks and still bang, never switch, never stop (skrrt, skrrt)

(outro – kilozay)
keep it on me, life a b*tch, i don’t ever pause (grrah, grrah)
ops get bled, life lessons, no applause (bang, bang)
if you ain’t with the sh*ts, don’t step on my block (nah, nah)
we ridin’ heavy, every hood gon’ talk (skrrt, skrrt)

- kilozay lyrics

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