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letra de ijb - it's ja bois

[verse 1: ijb gimpy]
new gang on the beat droppin’ some heat
finna hear a treat from ijb
we ain’t athletes but we still on the team
still out here, grippin’ the beam
i know you heard of me, gimpy ijb
pop a bean, smoke some green, sip on some lean
pull up on you, point, and shoot at yo feet
finna power up, super saiyan 3
we ja bois, makin’ some noise
we only got real guns, they destroy
you got bars, they don’t hit, they annoy
c’mon little boy, where’d you get that toy
shootin’ them bullets, we hittin’ yo turf
walk up to you on yo knees, ain’t no church
we hit the skrt, police did the search
they ain’t find sh-t so we still sippin’ purp

[verse 2: ijb cru]
hearin’ all these rumors, talkin’ bout me
i’m all you talkin’ bout, all you see
all my boys can see is green
knock ’em down, pick ’em up, senzu bean
gang what i’m reppin’, it’s ijb
now you know not to f-ck with me

[verse 3: ijb ace]
(oh sh-t)
yeah we brought the heaters, we gon’ heat up the block
got the five up on my waist and it’s pointed at my c-ck
i’ma do the james harden, step back, stop, and pop
i stay stuck on the toilet, i been drankin’ too much wok
shorty bad but she loca, she gon’ soak up the sofa
i bought her a choka, i call her hisoka
i love when they mocha, paint her face, look like the joker
yeah it’s ijb ace and i ain’t talkin’ bout poker

[verse 4: ijb tavo]
rappin’ here while lean sink in my dasani
tell yo mama i told her to go and call me
got your b-tch dressin’ up, thinkin’ she a barbie
f-cked on an asian b-tch, i think her name was lali
feelin’ like kodak, smokin’ on some broccoli
your aunt be lookin’ bad now, cause i turned her to a thottie
hoe you swearin’ out here sayin’ you a hottie
come and get yo n-gga ‘fore he get hit with the shottie
b-tch wanna suck my d-ck just for some molly
yo girl saw me and said “d-mn, tavo real flossy”
gon’ have diamonds on me lookin’ real glossy
movin’ fast like i’m in, i’m in a ‘rari
and if you ain’t like it lil n-gga come and stop me
b-tch

[verse 5: ijb myth]
i’m gon’ let that clip hit
ridin’ round with the stick
pulled up and i made a flip, them perkies got me feelin’ sick
smokin’ on gasoline, got a glock with a beam
posted up, sippin’ lean, b-tch it’s ijb the team
purple kush, in yo dreams
33, scottie pippen
.223s he get to limpin’
just like 50, i’m big pimpin’
flew to phoenix like nash, we gettin’ to this cash
caught a case then done the dash, copped a new red dot fo’ the mac

[verse 6: ijb hsito]
tengo tres mamis, they all call me daddy
la llevo pal party, la meto en la coochie
they jumpin’ like ranas
b-tch me la chupa se quiere quedar la tiro pa fuera
puta, go outside, and find you a ride

- its ja bois

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