letra de gametime - double’0 iiiski
my name is iiiski and i never fold
you not throwin hands one shot it will getchu gone
n-ggas don’t wanna throw hands then they wonder what went wrong
like dre west oakland drop a sucka put ina song
n-ggas thinkin that they steppas wit they light strap
but back in high school they didn’t fight back
nowadays you get shot for throwin high jabs
upper hand wit the cards thas a high jack
thizz nation i’m just a crest n-gga
nuk if you buk you got the ups and what’s a vest n-gga
that ain’t my homie do the most to impress b-tches
you n-ggas come from suburb what trenches?
these n-ggas out here buyin bl!cks for no reason
matter fact give it here since you ain’t gon squeeze it
alotta these n-ggas be my kids they my walk-in s-m-n
alotta these n-ggas they ain’t solid they ain’t hard as cement
i thought you was direct throwin subs he ain’t serious
better hide yo b-tch me n cuddy done f-cked every b-tch
i thought you was gon slide now i see you onat scary sh-t
screamin black lives matter on sum february sh-t
gotta keep my dice ready cause it’s game time
you gotta watch these n-ggas when it’s frame time
wannabe tough then snitch when it’s name time
that can’t be yo b-tch if she can’t make time
that can’t be yo b-tch if she can’t make time cuddy
ion know why these n-ggas thinkin they so tough
like we da real steppas like we see the fraudulent behavior in you n-ggas
like drakeo fullies for the bullies
like drakeo we keepin fullies for the bullies
yo block ain’t still spin back circle fulla p-ssies
let a n-gga talk down on me i know woadie wouldn’t
anybody dont fw me cause they know they couldn’t
make a n-gga spill his noodles with a chopstick
this opp b-tch said she f-ck wit us cause y’all don’t pop sh-t
if you ain’t really bout a bag what’s yo option
just stop it
that street sh-t won’t work get a job b-tch
make a n-gga spill his noodles with a chopstick
this opp b-tch said she f-ck wit us cause y’all don’t pop sh-t
if you ain’t really bout a bag what’s yo option
just stop it
that street sh-t won’t work get a job b-tch
my name is iiiski and i never fold
you not throwin hands one shot it will getchu gone
n-ggas don’t wanna throw hands then they wonder what went wrong
like dre west oakland drop a sucka put ina song
n-ggas thinkin that they steppas wit they light strap
but back in high school they didn’t fight back
nowadays you get shot for throwin high jabs
upper hand wit the cards thas a high jack
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