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letra de gooo - 556zoo

[intro: 556zoo]
big bragg’
danube lane finest, man
mr. 556
let’s do it
(and i got the yayo)
ayy
no rap cap (ayy)

[chorus: 556zoo]
if i’m lyin’ and i’m fly (for real)
drac’ sh-lls, n-gga, get to come out that iron (come here)
catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron (get pressed)
give f-ck what you talkin’ ’bout, get hit with that nine (for real)
hopped out, that’s lil’ bro (lil’ bro)
catch an opp down bad, send shots at his ‘fro (come here)
b-tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole (yah)
b-tch ain’t from the north, but this sh-t get cold (no cap)
[verse 1: yayo105]
ayy, i’m out the trap with a big four-oh
n-gga spin over here, bet his ass get smoked
these rap n-ggas cap, most of these n-ggas hoes
n-gga runnin’ his lip, put a gl!ck to his nose
why you cuff on that b-tch? i put d-ck in her throat
got limousine shots, i ain’t gotta reload
i’ma hop out a whip, it’s some shots at his ‘fro
give a f-ck who you is, i’ma up it and blow
we don’t wanna vibe, ayy, we grew up in ’em trenches
n-gga flex, headshot man, frrt gon’ blitz him
drac’ got kick and it blow like a whistle
f-ck what you thought, n-gga mug, then i’m hittin’
wherever i’m at, b-tch, i’m clutchin’ my glizzy
i don’t f-ck with too many ’cause most n-ggas b-tches
claim he a stepper, his brother be snitchin’
(when i walk down, i ain’t leavin’ no witness)

[chorus: 556zoo]
if i’m lyin’ and i’m fly (no cap)
drac’ sh-lls, n-gga, get to come out that iron (come here)
catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron (pressed)
give f-ck what you talkin’ ’bout, get hit with that nine
hopped out, that’s lil’ bro (lil’ bro)
catch an opp down bad, send shots at his ‘fro (at his ‘fro)
b-tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole (with a pole)
b-tch ain’t from the north, but this sh-t get cold (get cold)
[verse 2: 556zoo]
greenlight gang, b-tch, you know we on go (on go)
tools send these shots, i ain’t trustin’ no ho (f-ck it)
why you cuffin’ that thot? why you lovin’ that ho? (for real)
put my d-ck in her mouth just to make me a score (on six)
gotta keep me a fire ’cause this sh-t’ll get risky (no cap)
try to pull on that lane, pop out, we gon’ flip you (flip)
n-ggas talk to the phones when this sh-t get wicked
no cap, many b-tches still stuck on “no pity” (no cap)
glock 19 hit him up, get silly (that n-gga silly)
that n-gga set my way, then my fire gettin’ p-ssy (lil’ p-ssy)
he’ll post with the tool in the hood, call him diddy
b-tch speakin’ on bro, broad day we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
pull up, fifty shots round in the glizzy
triple threat, me, g and rick, my brick
we’ll clear this b-tch out, we’ll leave this b-tch empty
smokin’ dead guys and my ass get dizzy (no cap)

[chorus: 556zoo]
if i’m lyin’ and i’m fly
drac’ sh-lls, n-gga, get to come out that iron
catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron
give f-ck what you talkin’ ’bout, get hit with that nine
hopped out, that’s lil’ bro
catch an opp down bad, send shots at his ‘fro
b-tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole
b-tch ain’t from the north, but this sh-t get cold (but this sh-t get cold)

- 556zoo

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