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Mozzy - In My Section Lyrics

In My Section Lyrics[Chorus: $tupid Young & Saviii 3rd]
In my section, no snitchin' rule number one (L-Finguz)
In my section, them young niggas totin' guns
In my section, they catchin' bodies just for fun
In my section, you better bang where you from
Ooh, in my section, boy, it's game time, ain't no timeouts
And we outside crashin' niggas' hideouts
Can't be from the gang, we ain't doin' tryouts
Bussin' broad day in the section, lights out

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Body anything I love, bitch, we on your head (Bitch, we on your head)
You know the Forgis on the foreign Boca-Bola red (Boca-Bola red)
Ayy, fuck a job at Chick-fil-A, I'm sellin' dope instead (Sellin' dope instead)
My spinal cord against the wall, I never showed my hand (I never showed my hand)
They showed me photos of the shooter, I don't know that man (I don't know that man)
But he know more than I expected, what you told that man? (Ayy, what you told that man?)
It ain't no hangin' where I be if you don't blow that blam (You don't blow that blam)
The highest rankin' 'round this bitch and niggas know I am (These niggas know I am)
I know it jam, that's why I gave his lil' ass a pass (Yeah)
Ayy, he don't want no camera time and he ain't tryna rap (He ain't tryna rap)
That playground on Pebble Beach, forever signed to that (Forever signed to that)
If I get smoked, I'm tryna go where Zoe and Diamond at, yeah

[Chorus: $tupid Young & Saviii 3rd]
In my section, no snitchin' rule number one
In my section, them young niggas totin' guns
In my section, they catchin' bodies just for fun
In my section, you better bang where you from
Ooh, in my section, boy, it's game time, ain't no timeouts
And we outside crashin' niggas' hideouts
Can't be from the gang, we ain't doin' tryouts
Bussin' broad day in the section, lights out (Yeah, ayy)

[Verse 2: Saviii 3rd]
Broad day, go brrat (Boom), all you gettin', ain't into that
Gangbang on the internet (Yeah), my niggas ain't into that
Shooters, we ain't got Rugers, uh
Got choppers, nigga, they do you, ooh, brrat
You gettin' that? (Gettin' that), cameraman, is you gettin' that? (Ayy)
Told niggas I slide out them trucks where it be tinted at (Skrrt), act stupid
Nigga, that's on gang, I go stupid, these niggas don't want none
That's on Crip Street, on gang, on my motherfuckin' son
I stay givin' niggas some change 'cause they stay lookin' like bums
Nigga, who raised you? Ayy (Who raised him?)
Somebody tell me, who raised you?
Number three, but I'm the one, niggas know that
Where my Loc at? (Yeah)
Nigga, tell 'em I been bangin' way before rap (Yeah)
In my section, you'll get laid down like doormats
I heard they checked my background, it ain't no cap, ooh

[Chorus: $tupid Young & Saviii 3rd]
In my section, no snitchin' rule number one
In my section, them young niggas totin' guns
In my section, they catchin' bodies just for fun
In my section, you better bang where you from
Ooh, in my section, boy, it's game time, ain't no timeouts
And we outside crashin' niggas' hideouts
Can't be from the gang, we ain't doin' tryouts
Bussin' broad day in the section, lights out

[Verse 3: Celly Ru]
Leader of my gang and you can't go back
Act like ain't no killers in my city, you don't know Sac
You won't see him posted on my block if he a known rat
We gon' stretch him, show the hood a lesson, that's for sure facts
You trippin', hangin' out and slippin', nigga, get your soul snatched
He got videos with them slams, where your pole at?
How you hangin' out in areas where we got fonk at?
Double-sided, playin' both sides, bitch, where your home at?
You hear me? Really chalk niggas, no bodies, but you lost niggas
Really lost niggas, somebody died, on God, nigga
Made this nigga, niggas gotta vote to kill a boss nigga
Heard he ran in, I have a cost, I'll never talk with him, tuh
I ain't slidin' outta bounds without my pole with me
Niggas play, we go up today, turn up the whole city
Drumsticks, shouldn't've brung shit if you don't throw fifty
If I go, me and bro for sure gon' send a soul with me

[Chorus: $tupid Young & Saviii 3rd]
In my section, no snitchin' rule number one
In my section, them young niggas totin' guns
In my section, they catchin' bodies just for fun
In my section, you better bang where you from
Ooh, in my section, boy, it's game time, ain't no timeouts
And we outside crashin' niggas' hideouts
Can't be from the gang, we ain't doin' tryouts
Bussin' broad day in the section, lights out

[Outro]
(L-Finguz)