Lyrics MO3 – Out The Gym

Out The Gym Lyrics – MO3

Singer: MO3
Title: Out The Gym

The f#ck is up, n#gg#? (Tre, walk ’em down)
I done told these n#gg#s too many times, n#gg# (For real)
I’ma keep steppin’ on you n#gg#s
Puttin’ you b#tches in suits (SplurgeTheGod made another one)

Dress up, that’s on gang, yeah
Money on my head, price went up again
Heard what they said, I’m gon’ step on them
We just caught a opp, put ’em in the sky

Look what I done did, I done sinned again
This the taliban, something like the clan
If I can’t step on them, step on all they friends
No, I’m not playin’, really with the, uh

Kobe Bryant when I shoot straight out the gym
Straight out the gym, shoot straight out the gym
Money on my head, price went up again
Heard what they said, I’m gon’ spin again (Why? Hey n#gg#)

Straight out the gym (Load up them choppas, n#gg#, we finna go get at these n#gg#s)
Shoot straight out the gym (Why?)
Money on my head, price went up again (My motherf#ckin’ breed, n#gg#, yeah)
Heard what they said, I’m gon’ step on them

Man, I’m with n#gg#s, we decapitate a opp
Better go tell ’em not to huddle up (Why?)
‘Cause I’ma catch all of them n#gg#s and put them under, huh (Oh yeah)
Break ’em all, I know you heard how we did such and such

Pull up and we’ll f#ck it up
Better know they better not f#ck with us (Uh-huh)
Hunnid round drum under these monkey nuts, I hold it like a Tommy gun (Bah)
Shoot this b#tch Uncle Tommy, son (Bah)

Lurkin’ with lethal weapons, double or nothin’, finna give they #ss a tummy tuck, a hole in one
Apology for anybody who on side of me, this not a robbery, this homicide (It is)
I’m talkin’ casualties, murder they faculty
Hung off the balcony, I’m traumatized

Gonna make these n#gg#s mama cry, better look back when you analyze
Jeopardize any n#gg# who ain’t gang affiliate with them gorillas
b#tch, that ape assistin’ (For real)
I make the opps lay in a puddle when they pay a visit (I will)

And we gon’ kill ’em one by one but it might take a minute, ain’t got no patience, n#gg#
As-salamu alaykum, Allah, I repent
But they started it, I won’t argue with ’em
Run Forrest, run, run down with a gun

Hit my target, yeah, I’m a arsonist (Yeah)
Gemini, I be talkin’ to myself, I can’t help it, b#tch, I’m a narcissist (For real)
Hop out on his people, run down with them heaters
We gon’ make it equal, then go park the whip, yeah

Straight out the gym (For real), shoot straight out the gym
Money on my head, price went up again
Heard what they said, I’m gon’ spin again (Why?)
Straight out the gym (I’ma chop these n#gg#s down, one by one)

Shoot straight out the gym (Why?)
Money on my head, price went up again
Heard what they said (Look), I’m gon’ step on them
Oh, they put money on my head?

The only part about that is it get deep, b#tch (What?)
But, see, me I get skied in all black, jump in the whips and pop out like peekaboo
Yeah, it’s me, b#tch (Yeah), then I sleep sh#t
We keep droppin’ the opps then they dress up in them church suits (Yeah)

I double-tap they IG pics (Come here)
We scroll up and keep laughin’ like, “p#ss#, quit playin’” (Quit playin’)
I ain’t who you wanna beef with, yeah
BG4L, see my n#gg#s cutthroat, better stop playin’ with the clan, ayy

Hit him, hit them, whack ’em, then we laugh about a n#gg# later on do a handshake (What?)
Don’t get pancaked, man say, couple of killers and my gorillas, I ain’t gotta put a bunch on ’em (Baow)
We really steppin’ on sh#t, no cap
Ain’t nothin’ cool ’bout my money, all my dollars got blood on it, like a blood donor

We be stalkin’, heard ’em talkin’
Heard what they said, we gon’ chop them
Tired of droppin’ everything around ’em
Since he payin’ for it, yeah, I want the boss man

Whatchamacallit better tell ’em how I’m rockin’, ’cause you already felt me (You did)
Damn near died on that freeway, Lord help ’em (For real)
It’s a shame how lil’ Melvin big steppin’ (Ha)
b#tch, I’m a devil

Money on my head, price went up again
Heard what they said, I’m gon’ step on them
We just caught a opp, put ’em in the sky
Look what I done did, I done sinned again

This the taliban, something like the clan
If I can’t step on them, step on all they friends
No, I’m not playin’, really with the, uh
Kobe Bryant when I shoot straight out the gym

Straight out the gym, shoot straight out the gym
Money on my head, price went up again
Heard what they said, I’m gon’ step on them
I’m gon’ step on them
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