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Tripmore - Massacre Lyrics



Tripmore - Massacre Lyrics




Massacre
All the streets block em off
Tripmore is in yo hood
With something like a rocket dawg
And I'm after ya
Ion pass beef I stop it all
That boy got a head on his shoulders
I knock it off
I'm highly intoxicated
Mixing acid and ganja
Somebody call the doctor
Cause my choppa done went blaka
Knock a nigga out the way mane
What in the f*ck is you niggas trying to say man?
Say it man

Are you really ready?
Ready for warfare
Losing brothers and sisters
To niggas who don't care
No finding them
The forensics just ain't there
No helping us cause them crackas just don't care
Massacre
Dracula
Clotting
Sad
Broke
Nigga I'm robbing
High and low
Shawty I'm starving
Niggas watch
Paranoid
Plotting
Bitch I'm sipping tea in yo hood
What the f*ck is up?
You say that you up but you ain't
Why you flexing bruh?
Jits is out
Cops is out
Riding
Load the strap
Cock it back
Sliding

Massacre
All the streets block em off
Tripmore is in yo hood
With something like a rocket dawg
And I'm after ya
Ion pass beef I stop it all
That boy got a head on his shoulders
I knock it off
I'm highly intoxicated
Mixing acid and ganja
Somebody call the doctor
Cause my choppa done went blaka
Knock a nigga out the way mane
What in the f*ck is you niggas trying to say man?
Say it man
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Massacre
All the streets block em off
Tripmore is in yo hood
With something like a rocket dawg
And I'm after ya
Ion pass beef I stop it all
That boy got a head on his shoulders
I knock it off
I'm highly intoxicated
Mixing acid and ganja
Somebody call the doctor
Cause my choppa done went blaka
Knock a nigga out the way mane
What in the f*ck is you niggas trying to say man?
Say it man

Are you really ready?
Ready for warfare
Losing brothers and sisters
To niggas who don't care
No finding them
The forensics just ain't there
No helping us cause them crackas just don't care
Massacre
Dracula
Clotting
Sad
Broke
Nigga I'm robbing
High and low
Shawty I'm starving
Niggas watch
Paranoid
Plotting
Bitch I'm sipping tea in yo hood
What the f*ck is up?
You say that you up but you ain't
Why you flexing bruh?
Jits is out
Cops is out
Riding
Load the strap
Cock it back
Sliding

Massacre
All the streets block em off
Tripmore is in yo hood
With something like a rocket dawg
And I'm after ya
Ion pass beef I stop it all
That boy got a head on his shoulders
I knock it off
I'm highly intoxicated
Mixing acid and ganja
Somebody call the doctor
Cause my choppa done went blaka
Knock a nigga out the way mane
What in the f*ck is you niggas trying to say man?
Say it man
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Writer: Jalen Roebuck
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 3:10
Written by: Jalen Roebuck

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