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letra de fish fry - 556zoo

[intro: 556zoo]
look

[chorus: 556zoo]
everybody know got the city on smash (no rap cap)
catch a opp in the mall, then we step on his ass (for real)
keep a glock on me, that’s a thirty shot mag (thirty shot)
swipin’ no swerve, put that sh-t in the back (rat-a-tat, man)
b-tch, how you gon’ roll with big six on your ass? (that hood)
don’t come out that lake, put that beam on your ass (shoot up)
shoot the b-tch like a bat, when we hit ’em we pass (pass)
how you write ’bout sh-t? b-tch, you know you ain’t do (why you do that?)

[verse 1: 556zoo]
b-tch like, “stop need to cap, it ain’t you” (no cap)
chopper got kick, sh-t hit like pah, pooh (come on)
i’m in the bricks, i ain’t hide, just come through
shots wet him up, who they call him? blue’s clues (baow)
you bow on me, not might’ve robbed you (big sacks)
got mags in this clip and i’m movin’ .32 (.32)
don’t know a nod, i’ma tweak on any crew (no cap)
dollars in dozens, they full of dead dudes (dead dudes)
i pick the ham up and knock your head loose
say you want smoke, get up close to mag dude
cut off his head, take hit sh-t, a naildo (get ’em outta here)
bullets connected, we call ’em pro tools
don’t get in my way, f-ck around and k!ll you
fish fry gang, hope this b-tch’ll fry you (fry his ass)
yeah, i’m lovin’ the slugs, you play with us, boo (no cap)
[chorus: 556zoo]
everybody know got the city on smash (no rap cap)
catch a opp in the mall, then we step in his ass (keep a glock on me)
keep a glock on me, that’s a thirty shot mag (no cap)
on six, dead bodies, you don’t wan’ make me mad (no, no)
lil’ n-gga act tough, put this beam on his ass
got the opp n-ggas mad ’cause they b-tch throwin’ at us
they show four, get your ass up, get a bag
soon she got to eat me, i took her ass to bragg’

[bridge: getrichzay & 556zoo]
gang, ayy (ayy, like, glock got a switch, i’ma spaz)
gang, ayy (ayy, like, glock got a switch, i’ma spaz)
gang, yup (i put on a beam on it, step on his ass)
yup

[verse 2: getrichzay]
ayy, 556′ got them f-ck n-ggas mad (aight)
with this .556, do a f-ck n-gga bad (let’s go)
we done ran on his pockets, we took what he had (yup)
ayy, split in the head, b took him to gas (come here)
she wanna meet yb’, so i took her to bragg’ (yb’)
i’m in the club with my heat, i ain’t throwin’ no jab (let’s go)
white drip on my feet, sh-t cost me a bag (off-white)
n-ggas f-ck on that gang, now he walk with a bag (nod his ass, boom)
n-ggas f-ck on that gang, now his ass in a jugg (six)
ayy, just made bond on case, still plenty ways (six)
i ain’t tryna buy with these n-ggas, i ain’t tryna waste (no)
b-tch’ll get played like a date with the first (first)
need two k, two bands just for a verse (racks)
n-gga need twelve bands just for a brand-new he-rs- (body bag)
i spilled some lean on this brand-new shirt (brand-new drip)
ayy, search for our gang, we done put n-ggas under the earth (uh, here)

- 556zoo

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