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letra de fuck ah big homie - lil zay osama

[intro]
the n-ggas that i looked up to was b-tches, snitches
ain’t knowed that ’til i got older
(jtk)
(tuned up)

[chorus]
the n-ggas that i looked up to was b-tches, snitches
ain’t knowed that ’til i got older
thirty years, still getting extorted
every time n-ggas was in exams, they folded
ask if someone ain’t let me hold it
soon as n-ggas start get on they ass, they call ’em
soon as i call ’em out, bogus
accidents for a gun, need soda
i was the one puttin’ bl!cks on the block
you get money off servin’, but keep telling me it’s hot
come studying l!cks on the block
fonеm died, you ain’t hitting no opp
ain’t never had to ridе, you said i couldn’t even ride with no bl!ck in your car
plenty of times n-ggas left me stranded, but riding through the hood with a b-tch in your car
[verse]
i’m with lil’ bro and they need him shootin’
if it ain’t me, then it’s one of my shooters
all my opps got switches
grown ass goofy, don’t post up with that ruger
different cultures, different vultures
you could be forty, my shawty a smoke ya
up, put a glock in his back like a holster
i told him stop putting that b-tch under his shoulder
boy, you a b-tch, don’t even come around me
heard the opps was on your ass and you ain’t even claim while sitting in the county
you in the streets but bring up the kids, when sh-t go down, so you won’t be around ’em
yo’ lil’ b-tch, fonem be pounding
boy, you a goofy, you from my block
you one of the ones fonem be clowning
you won’t pop out on these missions
when you with us, they f-ck them n-ggas
y’all see opps, now y’all ain’t with it
but i been them n-ggas b-tches
and them folks look for that body, he say, “send money” or you ain’t seen it
ain’t no big guys from my block
k!ll his ass if he movin’ fishy
’bout them g-locks, you won’t slide
give them strikers to my shorty’s, we’ll be right back opp drop
opps gon’ pop out for some weeks
when murder happen, they ass be cryin’
you ain’t sit like us when you was young, i put that on them guys
n-gga
[chorus]
the n-ggas that i looked up to was b-tches, snitches
ain’t knowed that ’til i got older
thirty years, still getting extorted
every time n-ggas was in exams, they folded
ask if someone ain’t let me hold it
soon as n-ggas start get on they ass, they call ’em
soon as i call ’em out, bogus
accidents for a gun, need soda
i was the one puttin’ bl!cks on the block
you get money off servin’, but keep telling me it’s hot
come studying l!cks on the block
fonem died, you ain’t hitting no opp
ain’t never had to ride, you said i couldn’t even ride with no bl!ck in your car
plenty of times n-ggas left me stranded, but riding through the hood with a b-tch in your car

- lil zay osama

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