letra de 2-3 zone - fts shawn
[intro]
(fts fts fts n-gga fraud to survive
gotta do what you gotta do to provide n-gga)
[verse]
red light, green light, i’m on go run my defense, two-three zone
mike amiri got it on, (got that sh-t on) ass bustin’ out the thong (her ass fat) she obsessed, sing my songs, got the answers, never wrong (never wrong n-gga) smoke exotic, hit the bong, smoke exotic, hit the, miami, that’s my home clear the streets out like it’s rome, don’t hit the bank up, i’m the loan (i’m the loan) number nine, i’m the ticket, (i’m the ticket) he ain’t gangsta, he ain’t cl!ck it
keep on talking, he ain’t with it, b-tton makе it a rapid smithin
can’t use the same bars, diffеrent vision,(different vision n-gga) b-tton go brrr that sh-t sound like a duck, purgin’ for opp’s late night
n-gga, we on the f-ckin’ hunt, (n-gga we on a hunt) n-ggas actors, they ain’t on sh-t they just like to pull stunts, and last n-gga in that marley, n-gga, he runtz (that n-gga dead) i cook rocks, chase paper and shoot (i shoot sh-t) like me, b-tch, with a fat ass pretty face and cute (that’s my type) f-ck upped my timb’s, n-gga, it’s blood on my boots (it’s blood on my sh-t) got everything i need, accessories need that too (n-gga give me that) he got caught loafin, n-gga, he should of had his glock (dumbass) you’ll think i’m the candy man, the way i’m out here sellin’ rocks and every time we make a scene to cops like a whitechalk (like to whitechalk) we got that lo gon’ camp, n-gga, call us the f-ckin’ nighthawks might call the lil’ b-tch cause she a freak and she give out nice top i’m number one, that sh-t ain’t gon’ change, n-ggas can’t take my spot (never change n-gga)
and i know a way round the cams, know, i got a blind spot
and i know a way round the cams, know, i got a blind spot
it’s drink in this baby bottle, you know it’s not no pop (this sh-t ain’t no pop n-gga) you better run the red light, n-gga, you know it’s f-ck the cops (n-gga f-ck the cops) b-tch kept suckin’ after i nutted, i had to tell her stop (i had to tell that b-tch stop) b-tch kept suckin’ after i nutted, i had to tell her stop
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