
letra de payroll - jojo2faded
[intro]
ok
right
ay
better hop on the track, you feel me?
lil’ something to ride to
lil something-something [?] to slide to
aight
yeah, ay
[verse 1]
n-gga, f-ck that [?] speaking on me but don’t bust back
they ain’t with the action, homicidal when the gun clap
i’m with the combat, straight up menace on your dumb ass
i keep a smith and wesson but this choppa make them jump back
i’m [?], [?] give a f-ck about the po-po
you askin’ who i am but everybody call me jojo
i keep the fo-fo, this sh-t tuckin on my pants
these bullets gon’ make him dance, he ain’t even got a chance
with the big bad [?], same clip holder
[?] gon shoot it out or run the fade from thе shoulder
white pro club with the shorts and pеnny loafers
[?] make a milly selling zips in sunny california
b-tch, i’m fired up
straight up swerving on them highways
[?] sideways, we hitting l!cks and splitting five ways
and i’m more than [?], ain’t n0body running my fade
i’m k!lling with the gangsters, sipping liquor out the driveway
[chorus]
told ’em kick back, we stuck together like a six pack
you need to hang it up, your banging suck like a [?]
flip that, aim it at your t–th and where your lips at
no one wants the beef but all i’m hearing is yip-yap
so what it do, another [?] on thirty-two
i’m passing through the [?] and [?]
it’s san diego, stacking bricks up like it’s legos
holding dracos, anything to make the payroll
[verse 2]
me from daygo, [?] in the club and the [?]
ridin’ with them k!llers but it’s only me and [?]
we double up and knuckle up, we only down to do it right
moving fight on anybody, n-gga better choose a side
semi-automatic cause a static in they backseat
i’ma spray around and lay them down on they ass cheeks
i guess it’s war, but to me it’s something more
if i ain’t making rapping and trapping, i’m clacking and hitting doors
and i’m all in, ten toes like a big dog
we got tipped off that you a sucka and you p-ssed off
[?] we up in yo house and beat your ass and took your [?]
you shoulda locked the doors, close them blinds and done your homework
you n-ggas new to this, i swear to god you n-ggas full of sh-t
you speakin’ foolishness, and pipe it down before them bullets hit
and pulling [?]
hitting anybody that thinks they moving sh-t
i’ma set it off and bang the hood, i really do this sh-t
[chorus]
get back, we stuck together like a six pack
you need to hang it up, your banging suck like a [?]
flip that, aim it at your t–th and where your lips at
no one wants the beef but all i’m hearing is yip-yap
so what it do, another [?] on thirty-two
i’m passing through the [?] and [?]
it’s san diego, stacking bricks up like it’s legos
holding dracos, anything to make the payroll
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