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letra de this is - izaya tiji

[intro]
h-hit the best shot (phew, phew), yeah hittin’ ’em (mmm, ah)
(yah), yah, yah, yah (rok on the track, yuh)
yah, yah, yah, yah (loesoe goin’ crazy)

[chorus]
use your facts, yeah i’m just sprayin’ ’em (yah)
hit your best shot, yeah, hittin’ ’em (hit your best shot)
fifty-round drum, okay, clearin’ ’em
finger that ho, probably go deep in her
hit up my snake, yeah go zip ’em
choppa that back, leave his ass crippled (chop!)

[verse 1]
i bust a nut, [?]
hop on the beat but its a riddle
he want the sauce (sauce), yeah, he want the sauce
stay in the middle
i do the most (yeah), i do the most, lord i miss ’em
i forgot the ho, she love kicker
suck on my b-lls, can’t get a n-gga
i’m freezin’ off to buy my sickle
i knew that bih’ was cold, icicle
i put that boy in a robot-zipper
i ain’t a tool so slow my pistol (yuh)
he hit yo n-gga, then bro thats karma
if she f-ckin’ on ya bro thats phenomenal (yeah)
f-ck the cash up and bih’ all in this ho, domino (phew)
he will get caught up in four days probable (yeah)
she just wanna be like polo and marco
b-tch just wanna huh, nah don’t start ho
wordplay on a little ho like rylo (skrrt)
mmm, mmm
i see that b-tch, yeah, clonin’ i’m laughin’
glock two-three, beat it up, no tappin’
ho ass n-gga jus’ go start trappin’
ho ass n-gga jus’ go start flappin’
[verse 2]
slide with the mac 10, shh
yeah, okay we mackin’
left on the f on my slime we smacked ’em (yuh)
okay, okay, (oh)
we no k!llers, my guys we strappin’
no day ones on my side, what happened?
walk in the bank and a n-gga just cashin’
walk in the—, (phew, phew)
walk in the bank and a n-gga just cashin’, yeah
watch these n-ggas, be, yuh
i could give ’em light weight, okay give ’em heavy weight
fed up with the bullsh-t
she ate in my d-mn face, stop
stop (yeah)
you can just stop (yeah)
young n-gga and i got a babyface
yuh, dumb n-gga (yuh), already lost the race
yuh, f-cked n-gga, f-cked up in any case, yuh
indicise, no chase, yuh
walk down on ’em, brace face
hop the fence, and i push the may-may (skrrt)
(may-may, may-may, may-may)
i push the may-may, i push the may-may, i push the may-may
phew
[verse 3]
you like mickey and minnie
i told the ho “good riddance”
can’t trust nun’ of these b-tches (yeah)
i can’t trust one of these n-ggas
i got a big cup, yeah i just blitz ’em
i got a two way then i just fl!cked ’em
he want some smoke, then we get ya clique up
i beat it purple just like the denim
i pop a perc, i talk like a gremlin
her ass shakin’, just like it gelatin
i got a black ho, yeah, love the melanin
hop out the plane, so high as it gets
but i’m in they face and they cat so drenched
no, no, no, she never had a n-gga like this
never had a n-gga like this
she ain’t never been in no planet like this
she ain’t never been in no world like this
we had to split up, split up
because i ain’t never love no girl like this
don’t flex your money, don’t flex your whip
yeah, sh-t gettin’ flipped, sh-t gettin’ ripped
if she takin’ your ho, n-gga so dummy, yuh
yuh, and that ho f-ckin’
three handed n-gga, yeah just shruggin’
i didn’t know who was crushin’
[chorus]
use your facts, yeah i’m just sprayin’ ’em
hit your best shot, yeah, hittin’ ’em
fifty-round drum, okay, clearin’ ’em
finger that ho, probably go deep in her
hit up my snake, yeah go zip ’em
choppa that back, leave his ass crippled

- izaya tiji

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