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letra de freezeeski - jaydathird

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intro:
i’m back and i’m better (i’m back and i’m better)

never let a n-gga try me, pockets is full with chedda’ (pockets is full with chedda’)

threw some acid at his face, callin’ this b-tch “2 face” (threw some acid at his face, callin’ this b-tch “2 face”)

i’m back and i’m better, i’m back and i’m better, yeah (i’m back and i’m better, i’m back and i’m better)

verse:
yeah, f-ck, i’m threw (yeah, j3!, 3, 3)

got some spikes in my motherf-ckin’ shoes

chasing the money like winnie-the-pooh

they think i’ma crip, you already knew

b-tch pass me the blue, stick em’ up like a glue

girl with some ass she gotta see through

me and my crew finna hit the coup

shoot the b-tch, he blew like a flute
sh-t was so loud it sound like a “boom”

shoot em’ up and his b-tch, i’m lookin’ at (you, you, you, you, and you)

n-gga this sh-t is a wrap, n-gga i split this b-tch just like a scalp

n-gga i’ma spin this b-tch, n-gga i spin this b-tch i’ma clap right back

n-gga i catch this b-tch, n-gga i catch this b-tch just like a trap

n-gga i don’t cap, n-gga i don’t cap, come f-ck wit’ it now

n-gga i make a scene, n-gga i make a scene, b-tch is me

n-gga i f-ck with bre, n-gga i f-ck with bre but never “b3”

n-gga i’m climbing’ the tree, n-gga i’m climbing’ the tree (n-gga i feel the febreeze)

n-gga i’m ridin’ the whip, this sh-t is yellow, like a “bumblebee” (gang)

i got a strap on my lap, shoot em’ in the backpack, left right take a nap

5, 6 let it clap, shoot him in that b-tch in the face, and him in the back

run ‘em’ over wit’ a track
b-tch ass n-gga you cap

put him in the pack

he on the run get sn-tched

fat n-gga get slap, p-ssy n-gga you a rat

ride in the motherf-ckin’ scat, pack put his ass in a pack, uh huh

shoot a n-gga in his back, uh huh

you smoke gas and the crack, uh huh

dunk a n-gga like “shaq”, uh huh

b-tch i don’t never lack, uh huh

swing a n-gga with the axe, uh huh

b-tch we speakin’ the facts, uh huh

d-mn, we in gta

throw that sh-t like a motherf-ckin’ frisbee
popped the bottle, sip it like a whisky

light this b-tch up, now you crispy

this hoe f-cked up, now you miss me

f-ckin’ sh-t up, in the backseat

you ain’ use no tampon, that sh-t risky

b-tch we still sayin “free zeeski”

- jaydathird

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