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letra de that ain't no za - ham sandwich (usa)

[ham sandwich]

[chorus]
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za

you been smokin’ on that boof
you been smokin’ on that mid
puttin’ that bullsh-t in yo ribs, wait

that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za n-gga
that sh-t ain’t no za n-gga
that sh-t ain’t no za n-gga
that sh-t ain’t no za
you been burnin’ seeds and stems
if you smokin’ on that reggie than i know you ain’t my friend

[verse]
(d-mn..)
bro do you even smoke?

ion even smoke!
y’all don’t even flow!
know your sh-t a joke!
i need a big hat, like the pope got
n-ggas is big mad, cuz i broke off
we was a mismatch, bad botox
you get no getback, you get wrote off
give em that cl!ck-clack
cuz i got with yo clique(?) clack
if i pop up, bet he won’t cl!ck back
if he ain’t scr-p he ain’t gettin’ no l!ck back
if i hit that you ain’t gettin’ yo b-tch back

(d-mn!)

said he want smoke i ain’t passin’ a d-mn thing
you need a kiss on the d-mn ring
chopper kickin’ till it’s pullin’ a hamstring
i just been doin’ my ham thing- wait

[chorus]
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za
you been smokin’ on that boof
you been smokin’ on that mid
puttin’ that bullsh-t in yo ribs, wait
that sh-t ain’t no za
that sh-t ain’t no za n-gga
that sh-t ain’t no za n-gga
that sh-t ain’t no za n-gga
that sh-t ain’t no za
you been burnin’ seeds and stems
if you smokin’ on that reggie than i know you ain’t my friend
[ashtin larold] [ham sandwich]

[verse]
that sh-t ain’t no za, p-ssy, you been smokin’ quiet
i don’t smoke but if you pass that sh-t to me i’ll prolly riot
you should bеat the plug that sold it and beat yourself cuz why’d you buy it?
thеy should take that sh-t away from you and f-ckin’ re-illegalize it

you smokin’ on the sh-t that made them write the end of game of thrones
you smokin’ on the sh-t that made them leave macaulay home alone
i hope your parents f-ckin’ hate you, i think that you should be disowned
if i caught you with that weak sh-t i would kick you out my home

if you show up to the function with that bullsh-t i will shoot you
i really will shoot you
i will empty out a 30 in your torso, i won’t wound you
i would shoot to k!ll
i’d do life without parole, if you try passing me that poo-poo
i’ll squeeze lemons in them bullet wounds, b-tch, and i ain’t talkin’ lulu

b-tch i hate you
i’m not kidding i really f-ckin’ hate you
i really think that you’re a hoe
d-mn n-gga, chill
i would literally smoke crack before that sh-t that you just rolled
bro, what did you do to this guy[?]
they should throw your ass in azkaban and let them demons eat your soul
bro you good?
they should fry you like a tater tot and f-ckin’ feed you to a troll
[pe$o pete]

[verse]
d-mn!

f-ck is that za b-tch that bro on the road
i call it old
you lil bro
he smokin eighths and he think that he toked
i got eighths in my first blunt, need me one more
walk wit my nine
talk bout my nine
peso like maka cuz that sh-t look like soul
i aint talkin bout manene ra when i got bones
i aint talkin bout strains when i say i got clones
d-mn! variation
bro i’m smacked on that pipe bro i’m mary jane-in’
in the crew bro like merry bro we’re gettin’ faded
eyes red, eyes low that bit my staple
he ain’t f-ckin’ with peso he better state it
but despite that he got you know peso made it
when i’m smokin’ on now, this sh-t so loud
bro i’m smokin’ the weed bro i’m smokin’ daily
godd-mn

(hee!)

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