letra de 556 (green tip) (spotem g-mix) - iayze & spotemgottem
[intro: iayze]
ayy (b-tch), b-tch, i’m groovy
(one and only)
he ain’t no blood, he ain’t this, he ain’t that, he ain’t a mac, too (he ain’t a mac too)
sayin’ this and that, b-tch, it’s gon’ get you clapped too
i be like, uh, b-tch, uh
[chorus: iayze]
i’m talkin’ green tip, 5.56, and a bl!ck too
oh, he lack? bl!ck him, bl!ck him, bl!ck you (n-gga)
oh, we on that sh-t too, i used to hit l!cks too
n-gga shot a k at me, okay, but he missed too
he ain’t this, he ain’t that
he ain’t a blood, he ain’t a mac
he be saying this and that, it’s gon’ get him clapped too
ridin’ with a big mac, b-tch, this ain’t no fast food (b-tch)
i just shot a foul ball, it’s good because i made the rules (n-gga)
[verse 1: iayze]
that boy sweet as h-ll, why you think he stayed in school? (ayy)
i used to bang it out with opps, the police take my tool (b-tch)
i be like “f-ck the wannabes”, they be likе, “iayze a fool”
it ain’t sh-t to get her on hеr knees, all i gotta do is keep it cool (ayy)
ayy, who is he? (who is he?)
i like green tip, 5.56, my arps (n-gga, ayy)
i like pouring tris, f-ckin’ hoes, and throwing c’s (b-tch, ayy)
she love d’usse, shaking ass, and love smoking my weed (b-tch, ayy)
i use to post up on that block, fifty cent for a single, ain’t have no weed
the i8 i’m in, ain’t came wit’ no keys (okay, mmmyoom)
she want me save a b-tch, i ain’t christopher reeves (b-tch, i ain’t no superman)
say she a sl-t, then she get sl-t, i get my nut, and then i leave
[chorus: iayze]
i’m talkin’ green tip, 5.56, and a bl!ck too
oh, he lack? bl!ck him, bl!ck him, bl!ck you (n-gga)
oh, we on that sh-t too, i used to hit l!cks too
n-gga shot a k at me, okay, but he missed too
he ain’t this, he ain’t that
he ain’t a blood, he ain’t a mac
he be saying this and that, it’s gon’ get him clapped too
ridin’ with a big mac, b-tch, this ain’t no fast food (huh, okay)
i just shot a foul ball, it’s good because i made the rules (n-gga, b-tch)
[verse 2: spottemgottem]
(skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i done f-cked the bowl up (d-mn), that b-tch told me, “hol’ up” (hold up)
too fast, i might throw up
i been in the fast lane (fast lane), i been rolling doja (doja)
these n-ggas fruit cakes (cakes), n-ggas, they big sojas
don’t push me to the edge ’cause i’m gettin’ closer (gettin’ closer)
and you actin’ like that ’cause your heart on your shoulder (heart out on your shoulder)
i’m dripping in chanel today, that’s the motive
i might go drip louis v for the culture (no bap)
i done poured a four in my two-liter soda-soda (soda)
jump out, put the bl!cks to ya’ sh-t (bap), f-ck ya’ over
reload the mag, hop out do ’em bad, then it’s over (over)
that street sweeper big, b-tch, it’s a bulldozer
[chorus: iayze]
i’m talkin’ green tip, 5.56, and a bl!ck too
oh, he lack? bl!ck him, bl!ck him, bl!ck you (n-gga)
oh, we on that sh-t too, i used to hit l!cks too
n-gga shot a k at me, okay, but he missed too
he ain’t this, he ain’t that
he ain’t a blood, he ain’t a mac
he be saying this and that, it’s gon’ get him clapped too
ridin’ with a big mac, b-tch, this ain’t no fast food (b-tch)
i just shot a foul ball, it’s good because i made the rules (n-gga)
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