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Muzzle Brake Video (MV)




Performed By: Ajay Izzany
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Ajay Bonthorne




Ajay Izzany - Muzzle Brake Lyrics
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(Yea)
(Fire fire fire)
(Yea)
(Yuh)
(Uh huh)
(Aye Aye)
(Aye yea)
Gotta muzzle on the brake
Came with a 12 gauge
Hot shells in ya face yea
Get loud outta state
Smoke a L to the face
Stack food on my plate (Uh huh)
Ive been moving to great
Saving up for place
Got bread i need to make mhm
Going in and out of states
Banking like i work at chase
Aint more i can say oh yea
Gotta make it my way
(Uh yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh huh)
Gotta watch what i say
Cause they lurking my way
And i dont play mhm
If they dissing bouta nigga
Start tripping bouta nigga
Cut em of right away (Oh yea)
Buck 50 to the face
Five O cant make
How they look in the grave (Oh yea)
On bro oh
These niggas dont know oh
They in trouble
They be Stealing my flow
Im the only (Uh uh) they know
I be killing like torreto
Bad bitch twerkin with stilettos
Oh yeah
Stringing these bitches like cellos
They must not know i cant settle
No yea
Cant settle for less
Money coming in
Progress
Spending it again
On mess
I dont care how it stretch
I making thousands in checks
Kinging of the game of chess
Making it right not left
Young ass fly nigga
Call me cleft
I dont even try my nigga
No test
Im the realest nigga living
Its in my flesh uh
Give a f*ck bout the rest
Go and spray them out with the raid
They pest
These niggas babies cant save they neck
No hair on they face cant shave they chest
Damn
Im just doing my best
I know a nigga might get wrecked
Why
Niggas they looking possessed
Thats the reason they cant address nah
Gotta make it my way
(Uh yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh)
Gotta watch what i say
Cause they lurking my way
And i dont play mhm
If they dissing bouta nigga
Start tripping bouta nigga
Cut em of right away oh yea
Buck 50 to the face
Five O cant make
How they look in the grave uh uh
I see ya haters get press
And they bragging they birkin they flex
Woah
Guessing its working they stress
Said f*ck em all so nevertheless
Uh
These niggas aint got blessings
F*ck a friendship no stressing mhm
I dont think they got the message
If i want some heat then i press em mhm
(Yea yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh huh)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh uh)
(Yea)
Make it my way
(Uh huh)
Gotta make it my way
(Yea yea)
(Uh huh)
Gotta make it my way
Uh huh huh)
(Oh yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Yea)
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(Yea)
(Fire fire fire)
(Yea)
(Yuh)
(Uh huh)
(Aye Aye)
(Aye yea)
Gotta muzzle on the brake
Came with a 12 gauge
Hot shells in ya face yea
Get loud outta state
Smoke a L to the face
Stack food on my plate (Uh huh)
Ive been moving to great
Saving up for place
Got bread i need to make mhm
Going in and out of states
Banking like i work at chase
Aint more i can say oh yea
Gotta make it my way
(Uh yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh huh)
Gotta watch what i say
Cause they lurking my way
And i dont play mhm
If they dissing bouta nigga
Start tripping bouta nigga
Cut em of right away (Oh yea)
Buck 50 to the face
Five O cant make
How they look in the grave (Oh yea)
On bro oh
These niggas dont know oh
They in trouble
They be Stealing my flow
Im the only (Uh uh) they know
I be killing like torreto
Bad bitch twerkin with stilettos
Oh yeah
Stringing these bitches like cellos
They must not know i cant settle
No yea
Cant settle for less
Money coming in
Progress
Spending it again
On mess
I dont care how it stretch
I making thousands in checks
Kinging of the game of chess
Making it right not left
Young ass fly nigga
Call me cleft
I dont even try my nigga
No test
Im the realest nigga living
Its in my flesh uh
Give a f*ck bout the rest
Go and spray them out with the raid
They pest
These niggas babies cant save they neck
No hair on they face cant shave they chest
Damn
Im just doing my best
I know a nigga might get wrecked
Why
Niggas they looking possessed
Thats the reason they cant address nah
Gotta make it my way
(Uh yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh)
Gotta watch what i say
Cause they lurking my way
And i dont play mhm
If they dissing bouta nigga
Start tripping bouta nigga
Cut em of right away oh yea
Buck 50 to the face
Five O cant make
How they look in the grave uh uh
I see ya haters get press
And they bragging they birkin they flex
Woah
Guessing its working they stress
Said f*ck em all so nevertheless
Uh
These niggas aint got blessings
F*ck a friendship no stressing mhm
I dont think they got the message
If i want some heat then i press em mhm
(Yea yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh huh)
Gotta make it my way
(Uh uh)
(Yea)
Make it my way
(Uh huh)
Gotta make it my way
(Yea yea)
(Uh huh)
Gotta make it my way
Uh huh huh)
(Oh yea)
Gotta make it my way
(Yea)
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Writer: Ajay Bonthorne
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