20 of the Best Lyrics From Mozzy and Gunplay’s ‘Dreadlocks & Headshots’ Album
Collaborative projects have become par for the course in hip-hop compared to being once a rare occurrence in years past. Some of the industry's biggest and brightest stars have teamed up for the sake of camaraderie and delivering good music to the public. One of the more recent tag teams to emerge as of late is Mozzy and Gunplay. While their pairing may catch some by surprise given their lack of history working together, when taking note of their no-frills styles and gritty musings revolving around the street life, the degrees of separation between the two become less apparent.
Mozzy has staked his claim as one of the most buzzworthy artists from Northern California in decades while Florida native and MMG loyalist Gunplay still considered an explosive wildcard post his exhilarating verse on Kendrick Lamar's "Cartoon & Cereal" and other impressive features. Now their new collaborative album, Dreadlocks & Headshots, has the makings of what could be one of the more dynamic efforts of the season.
With the sole guest appearance being E-Mozzy's appearance on "Gangland," Dreadlocks & Headshots captures Mozzy and Gunplay going for doling, exchanging straight-forward stanzas that are more goonish than glamorous in nature, but lacks little in the form of firepower. Singles like the explosive lead cut "They Know" and "Out Here Really" are just two examples of what Mozzy and Gunplay are able to bring to the table with this collection, making it one of the quintessential sleeper projects that should be on your radar.
After sifting through all of the bars on the album, here are 20 of the best lyrics from Dreadlocks & Headshots.
"Mama had me in the '80s, that's the dopest era/If they don't paralyze the fella, I'm gon' go forever/Nick was famous in the trenches, he'll smoke whatever/Honor amongst killers, nigga, I can go wherever/Living with no regards, I don't know no better/Gentleman in my household couldn't show me better" - Mozzy
"Brand new iron, down to put a body on it/Started with a semi, but it ended up a fully auto/Bully on the pully, fully's always was the motto/I'm a straight menace, need a straightjacket and asylum" - Gunplay
"I got no feelings to feel, her minds filled up with filth/I'll slap her pimp onto mute and stuff her mouth full of puke/My thoughts dirty as fuck, I'm talking murder and blood/Just be careful, don't get none on the drugs/Talking taking it there, not making it fair/Knocking pictures off the wall ’til the babies will yell" - Gunplay
"Still respected by the dope fiends, used to plug ’em all for they love a nigga/Line me up for that play homie, money hungry, let's run it nigga/Circle small, I don't fuck wit', niggas, work, carry above 100, nigga/Pulling up to neck wit' it, really in the hood, I'm really thuggin' wit ’em" - Mozzy
"Suicidal thoughts, I never saw it through/Here today and I just hope I see tomorrow too/Used to show up to the school in the hardest shoe/Fat dolphins on the pills, we was popping blues/Noodle a nigga noggin when my shotty shoot/Off the dribble with the jumper, I ain't talking hoop/We got the Call of Duty sticks, ripping thru ya shit/You ain't really bout what you holla, it's like a movie script" - Mozzy
"I been on the grind tryna get it right/It ain't nothing, we just living life/Fuck the judge, he gave my nigga life/ How the fuck he s'posed to live with life/He ain't even got a bitch to write/He out of mind or you out of sight/I ain't lying, that's how shit be like/Nigga, I ain't lying, that's how the shit be like" - Mozzy
Mama poor, power off, my auntie cooking that powder soft/Every hour, times are hard, but that's just the way my childhood was/Jumped off the porch, took the torch, ran to the plug, up with source/Then got cased up with the boy/This lil nigga rapping, y'all hear the voice" - Gunplay
"When you looking like money, nigga just might make some/And she just might shake something, and you just might fuck, ’cause you looking like you don't mind paying for it/Riding like a crip down Crenshaw/With a dirty ass ratchet and a gemstar/And that's on a good day, just a imagine when I'm pissed off" - Gunplay
"Chopstick wit Banana clique, used to sell dope where my granny live/Like 1514 Glaron shit, lot of built up aggression tryna channel it/Lil bruh died, all type of candles lit/Deuce-fives, 38s we don't tamper with/Pineapple Fanta, full of medicine, had to drop the case no evidence" - Mozzy
"Crackers caught me witta thang, had to pay the fee/I recover from the fumble, never take a knee/When it was time to go to war, you niggas came to me/Suckers even out the score, y'all started blaming me/Who defending these rats, something I can't believe/Cut from a different cloth, couldn't make the team" - Mozzy
"Clean 36, take nine out it/Swiper in the cut like a con artist/I ain't gotta weight it, I just eyeball it/Same way I see it's how I call it/Parked the Porsche in the P's, no alarm on it/Another day, another charge, I put a bond on it/Told my mama we gon make it, hell or high water/I'm a die for a dollar and ride for five quarters - Gunplay
"Riding like a nigga still got an open case/Like a nigga got a warrant out in every single state/Getting dome in bone with the chrome on the Levi's/while I'm in the phone tryna throw up for the cheap price/Cooling, I'm the man, C-O-D type nigga, I'ma the man/Them real life, banging on my line begging me to come get'cha/If he hit 'cha then I'm done witcha, like I never was witcha/Hoes follow protocol, never out of pocket/Money never not the topic, I be riding through the projects" - Gunplay
"Four fingers up, all we do is bang/I just put a bag on a shooter gang/In ’95, momma had dookie braids, tryna keep her baby in them newest J's/ Nothing like a trapper, we don't move the same/You don't know how many skits I had to do a day/I'ma get us out the hood, that's what I used to say/Probation never permitted me to move away - Mozzy
"You and me both gotta be cut from the same cloth or a nigga can't trust ya/Fucking with a nigga paper, that's a major problem, type of shit to make a nigga wanna bust you/I don't give a fuck about nothing but going broke, that's the only way I'm gonna cry /Pussy nigga playing them pussy nigga games, that's the way a pussy nigga die/First you gotta crawl, then you gotta fall, that's the only way a nigga gonna ball/Fucking wit a shot called a AK-47, only shot a nigga gonna call" - Gunplay
"’Til a nigga on top and my dog out of prison, that's the only way a nigga gonna sleep/Gas up and go, take a sack on the road, that's the only way a nigga gonna eat/Selling fake dope, duct tape rope, that's the only way a nigga gonna make it/Anything over one kilogram, that's the only way a nigga gonna take it" - Gunplay
"I never would've thought she'd turn on me/The good die young, we don't turn 40/Lil Rob died, really love homie/Willing to take it there and spill blood for him/Got it out the mud, pure honky in him/Being broke is a bitch, she ain't nothing pretty/Caught a bubble, man, now I need another 50/Now I'm up a couple Band-aids, 150" - Mozzy
"My aunt put me on witta bundle, I went and ran it up/Couldn't really work from the residence where I say I'm from/Young'n 380'd up, Nike'd up on every bus/You ain't spend a day with us/Where that nigga say he from/Filling up potatoe drum, everybody play wit drums/Here, mama, this 100K, I knew this day would come" - Mozzy
"Selling dope pieces for seasons, I had to scrape it up/Knuckles locking up from the count, plus all these paper cuts/They got me checking in with accountants now that I'm papered up/Lol is mainly to think how we came for nothing/Yanked from nothing, lot of niggas get spanked for nothing/He ain't a shooter if he shooting and he just grazing brains/Locations is everything when you raising young'ns/I done been questioned for everything, always stayed 100" - Mozzy
"Yo niggas so vagina, my coke is so Madonna/My fish scale so piranha, put chrome on Yokohamas/I can't trust my hoe no more, can't leave no dope around her/Roll $100 scroll, she sniff that dope right off the counter/Drop that blucka on the digi, quarter-bird, that's just a pigeon/Got a chicken on the stove, bout to whip it like a sissy" - Gunplay
"Pot rocket, straight drop, lock it, on the bottom like Titanic/If it don't, then don't panic, cause mines gon' rock automatic/They want that A-1, in terms, layman/Whip white for Trayvon, hoes, know I ain't save one/Riding round wit my high-beams, tweaking hard on nine B's/Two birds and they Siamese, no consignment on these" - Gunplay