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letra de new zion - c4y

[chorus]
(b-tch, yeah, b-tch, yeah)
you ever try to stuff twenty-five thousand in some denims?
i ain’t give no f-cks, b-tch, i was missing out on dinner
i don’t give no f-cks, b-tch, in the streets, i’m a winner
i don’t give no f-cks, b-tch, yeah
i had f&n 57 blue tip mag, yeah
we’ll shoot you, you, you, and dude ass, huh
i was getting b.b. simon with the [?]

[verse]
i just had to [?]
i was in the stu’ and i sipped a few lines, huh
new b-tch sucking d-ck so i just got some new mind, huh
my name not on sh-t, boy, i don’t really do time, huh
[?] and ran off, who lying? huh
catch me make that call, i’ma ask, “who dying?” huh
dunking on these b-tch-ass n-ggas, i’m the new zion, huh
i don’t do no [?] i’m on new time
my n-ggas don’t say sh-t or admit to new crimes
you ain’t on our wave yеt, then get used to nеw times
b-tch, i ain’t get paid yet, i ain’t doing no rhymes
the cost to get him x’d just a few of my dimes
double-tapping sh-t, making sure they all dead
he ain’t make it from these shots, ha, god did
none my team gon’ tell no thots ’bout the mob biz’
when i say y’all n-ggas lame, boy, y’all all is
got a foreign b-tch face where my b-lls is
let the whole k spray, it’s a tall clip
if i pop another addy, i’m nauseous
i did all these drugs today, i’m a zombie, yeah
[chorus]
you ever try to stuff twenty-five thousand in some denims?
i ain’t give no f-cks, b-tch, i was missing out on dinner
i don’t give no f-cks, b-tch, in the streets, i’m a winner
i don’t give no f-cks, b-tch, yeah
i had f&n 57 blue tip mag, yeah
we’ll shoot you, you, you, and dude ass, huh
i was getting b.b. simon with the [?]

- c4y

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