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letra de solid bros - getrichzay

[intro: getrichzay]
(h-llo?)
gang
(and i got the yayo)
six

[verse 1: getrichzay]
ayy, used to ride in stolen cars, now we in foreign sh-t (let’s go)
ayy, me and flip way in the sky, we just explorin’ sh-t (aight, come on)
walk in every single store, we cashin’ out, we buyin’ sh-t
f-ck the opps, them n-ggas hoes, i swear they ass be dyin’ quick
look, i swear the last n-gga got hit, they found him layin’ on his d-ck
we jump out gang, we walk you down, this ain’t no act’, this ain’t no ski (come on)
we slimed him out, he came ’round gang, we f-cked around, booked him for his bl!ck (aight, what else?)
when i was broke, thеy b-tch ain’t say a thing, now this ho on my d-ck
i stand ten toes and grip that chop with two hands, this bit’ came with kick
ayy, stolе the whip, time to slide, them that’s some sh-t we can’t resist (aight)
he try to run, i pass that chop to flip, i call that sh-t assist (come on)
think this sh-t sweet, he spoke on fifty name, some sh-t we can’t forget (let’s go)

[verse 2: lil flip]
and these boss n-ggas with bread, n-gga, that’s what we call the six
i swear like, every chance we get, we shoot them boys all in they sh-t
i swear like, every chance we get, we leave them boys down on they d-ck
i think this n-gga scared to shoot, i’m finna take this n-gga’s stick
i think this n-gga scared to shoot, i’m finna take this n-gga’s pole
got in that jam, this n-gga froze
i can’t believe this n-gga told
i can’t believe my opps feel bold
it’s like they speak what they know
these n-ggas playin’ with that gang, it’s like they playin’ with they soul (fact, playin’ with they life)
[verse 3: getrichzay]
this n-gga spoke on me and flip, i swear his ass wasn’t thinkin’ twice
we rolled his ass just like some dice
this n-gga trippin’, speakin’ on my gang, you must be smokin’ spikes
we had the drop on every whip he drive, we caught him at that light (and i got the yayo)
okay
he got away, no way
ayy, gloves and mask, i ain’t show no face
ayy, buy money on that, you know i don’t give two f-cks ’bout catchin’ no case
if we caught his sh-t, might [?] the way
i keep this glizzy on my waist
i’ma hop out, put this b-tch on top of your head just like i’m from o lake

[verse 4: lil flip]
i’ma hop out, put this b-tch on top of his head just like a soul in
i swear that .40 had some kick, i try to shoot, that n-gga froze in
i told ‘zay, “i ain’t comin’ in the club with you if i can’t get that pole in”
they be scared to book us for a show, we shoot out when the show in
they be scared to book us for a show, they know that we be on that
after gang go hit that b-tch one time, it’s time to get your ho back
keep that glizzy, i’ma show that
if i up it, i’ma blow that
but my opps already know that
if they shoot first, i’ma blow back
all i rap about is seven sh-t, that’s just my way in life
i tear the cross up on my face, i been a demon in my life
i keep a ski mask on my head ’cause i been schemin’ in my life
apply that pressure every time, we the meanin’ of on sight
[outro]
(and i got the yayo)

- getrichzay

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