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letra de them!? - azizi gibson

[intro]
yeah, b-tch (he’s back)
28 sh-t
holy

[verse 1]
i be silly since sixteen, black as f-ck, but i’m known as mixeb-
’cause i swear on my people, they don’t give me the twist, can you see what i’m seein’ here?
my bottles they never been empty, the weed that i smoke i be thinkin’ clear
never sippin’ on everclear, that’s why you never got b-tches ass
it’s 1942, we give a f-ck what a ticket is
stop act like you the sh-t
no offense, you can come suck my d-ck
ballin’ is a habit, if she bad then i beggin’ it
give a f-ck what bagage is, i can get rid off this savage sh-t

[chorus]
who? wait, what, them?
who the h-ll talkin’ to us?
i ain’t never heard such a bluff
boy, you better go and get pretention ’cause
who? wair, what, them?
if that’s your army you f-ckin’ up
i been told before that it ain’t enough
bring a shame on your gang ’cause you can’t give up
[bridge]
we gettin’ quiter, startin’ the riot, ride at your thought
you f-ck with the fire and you get burn, it’s how the sh-t go
the reaper’s here, i brought the scythe, it’s adios
don’t tell us so, you be [?]

[chorus]
who? wait, what, them?
who the h-ll talkin’ to us?
i ain’t never heard such a bluff
boy, you better go and get pretention ’cause
who? wair, what, them?
if that’s your army you f-ckin’ up
i been told before that it ain’t enough
bring a shame on your gang ’cause you can’t give up
who? wait, what, them?
who the h-ll talkin’ to us?
i ain’t never heard such a bluff
boy, you better go and get pretention ’cause
who? wair, what, them?
if that’s your army you f-ckin’ up
i been told before that it ain’t enough
bring a shame on your gang ’cause you can’t give up

[verse 2]
i [done?] turn a whole gang to a [?] by pickin’ up all of the pieces
i put the sh-t all together, why your sh-t is still lay in pieces?
i put the gang on, n-gga, f-ck you did? always bringin’ up your résumé
n-ggas ain’t earn one strike but they sit down and call me sensei
’cause we hard in this b-tch, roll up, high as f-ck, and hop off a b-tch
watch how i glide in, i’m locked in, i’ma win, who you got to defeat?
let’s finish the sh-t that i’m on, look at me wrong and you gone
and it’s the tip that she on, and she ain’t wrong ’cause i’m on
i talk this way ’cause it’s long
pause

- azizi gibson

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