Make The News Song Lyrics

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Song:– Make The News

Singer:– Blac Youngsta & Yo Gotti

Album:– Survivors Guilt

Producer:– Dave-O & Jay P Bangz

Written:– Mozzy, Yo Gotti, Blac Youngsta, Dave-O & Jay P Bangz

Label:– CMG The Label, Interscope Records & Mozzy Records

Make The News Lyrics Mozzy ft. Blac Youngsta & Yo Gotti

[Intro: Mozzy]
You don’t really love me like you say you do

[Chorus: Mozzy]
You don’t really love me like you say you do (Like you say you do)
Fully auto on me when I’m yankin’ through (When I’m yankin’ through)
You won’t make the ‘spital, you gon’ make the news (You gon’ make the news)
Killers striped up like a sabretooth but they know
All he want for Bhristmas is some percocets and Draco
I ain’t ask for nothin’ from these bitches but a bankroll
I cannot stop smilin’, knowin’ one of my killers came home
Yeah, a couple more be on they way home

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Suicidal on that slidе mission, blicky’d up
Got the rental from my side bitch, it’s tintеd up
Makaveli type of time with us, hit ’em up
Yellow tape around the streetlights, nigga, we lit him up
Surgery ain’t eligible for him, zip him up
Wocky with the Hi-Tech oil, we mix it up
Release him for that attempt and it’s over he killin’ somethin’
They asked me ’bout Alonzo murder revealin’ nothin’
And there was nothin’ said, loyalty over your love instead
I bought a watch with the amount that they put on my head
FaceTime with niggas screamin’ out, “I know he dead
They way we hit him, for sure he dead” (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Ex drug dealer, I can still get a load in (For real)
Go on tour, that’s how we get them bowls in (Shh)
You ain’t know a nigga gangster than me, that never gangbang
Mandatory standin’ on business, I’m on the same thang
And all I ever wanted was a Rollie and a gold chain
Dope money puttin’ our cars inside our hoes name
I’m highly blessed and I’m favored (I am)
Know CMG the label, we had cocaine on the table (Yeah)
Digit scalin’ razor
No new generation, I used to get it off a pager (Pager)
Independent hustle but you know the bag major
Green beam that choppa got a lazor
I don’t blame you, I blame the fuck niggas who raised you (Listen)

[Verse 3: Blac Youngsta]
Gotta free dawgs in dentention that ain’t gon’ see it green (Free my dawgs)
Mad niggas gon’ die on their opinion, that’s the call they got in
He was on his way home, then he seen that nigga who killed his friend
He jumped out with that chop’, told his lil’ homeboy, “Gon’ spin the block” (Pull up right here, blood)
Murder ’bout my dawg, you ain’t gotta ask me (On Blood)
If it’s life or death, jump out on ten speed with the Nike
I approach my opponent, he don’t want smoke so they still gas me So headshot ’til you’re down, why the fuck you said you gon’ whack me? (Whack me)
Know I keep that phew-phew-phew when I’m in traffic, nigga (Gang-gang-gang)
On that 50 Cent, G-Unit shit, boy, I ain’t cappin’, nigga (Pussy)
I see a pussy in public, I shrap and I slap it (Bitch ass lil’ nigga)
I’m done showin’ love to you bitch ass lil’ rappers niggas