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letra de murdazone - lil zay osama

murdazone lyrics
[intro: lil zay osama]
ay, ay
fonem k!lled yo homie and made raps about
fonem k!lled yo homie (krra, bah)
ay, ay, ay, ay

[chorus: lil zay osama]
fonem k!lled yo’ homie and made raps about (he made raps about it)
go get yo’ l!ck back, why all on ig slide in traffic?
yo’ homie in that jam for 10k (baow, baow, come here), but you say you got it
smoke a goofy, we don’t (come here, come here) care about him he ain’t no savage
want some smoke? then book me, i ain’t ever been no p-ssy
link up with some b-tches in yo’ city, bet they comin’ to me
he bе talkin’ on the net (grrah), but say less whеn he run into me (into me)
turn yo’ head, throw on your hoodie ’cause you know them k!llers lookin’

[verse 1: lil zay osama]
what’s yo’ body count? (body count), n-gga who you k!ll? (n-gga who you k!ll?)
he said he turnt, but the real k!llers don’t know who he is (they don’t know who he is)
hе was in that station given statements, we know you a pig (we know you a pig)
everybody turnt, don’t ask me who them shooters is (brrah)
you was in the house (in the house), we was kickin’ doors (we was kickin’ doors)
buddy came around and he wasn’t gang, f-ck it, take his phone (f-ck it take his phone)
lil’ b-tch puttin’ some opp sh-t in my car, made her change the song (made her change the song)
ay, she f-ck with the opps i told her play her role (play her role)
we be takin’ souls (takin’ souls), foenem stayin’ mode (foenem stayin’ mode)
get caught for a body won’t say sh-t cause we stick to the code (shhhh)
why you steady trippin’ over thoties knowin’ this b-tch a hoe?(knowin’ this b-tch a hoe)
foenem caught, hop out with that scoon, let’s go 6 to o (krra, krra, scoon)
[chorus: lil zay osama]
fonem k!lled yo’ homie and made raps about (he made raps about it)
go get yo’ l!ck back, why all on ig slide in traffic? (boom, boom, boom)
yo’ homie in that jam for 10k, but you say you got it (but you say you got it)
smoke a goofy, we don’t care about him he ain’t no savage (he ain’t no savage)
want some smoke? then book me (book me), i ain’t ever been no p-ssy (no p-ssy)
link up with some b-tches in yo’ city (come here), bet they comin’ to me (grrah)
he be talkin’ on the net (b-tch), but say less when he run into me (come here)
turn yo’ head, throw on your hoodie (b-tch) ’cause you know them k!llers lookin’

[verse 2: est gee]
ay, we ran up the score while they was wolfin’, sayin’ we rookies
just like some n-ggas don’t get it till his blood gooshin’ out on they hoodies
i’m for pressure, we in every section ridin’ around with fullies
get surgical with this stick, the last hit we swapped brains for bullets
my alibis on me in l.a sippin’ drank, rollin’ woodies
whole time i’m in yo bushes, where the beef we gone cook it
give me 35 or 20, get down the same way won’t over look it
and y’all made my dawg walk quicker but the n-gga who did look where we put him
he a pack now, opps can call me pops ’cause i’m gon’ spank some if they act out
i had my block in new york so long it d-mn near tapped out
ain’t nun like these other cap rappers ain’t on none they they rap ’bout
gambled with my life, i couldn’t life, so i can’t cap out

[chorus: lil zay osama]
ay, fonem k!lled yo’ homie and made raps about (he made raps about it)
go get yo’ l!ck back, why all on ig slide in traffic?
yo’ homie in that jam for 10k (baow, baow, come here), but you say you got it
smoke a goofy, we don’t (come here, come here) care about him he ain’t no savage
want some smoke? then book me, i ain’t ever been no p-ssy
link up with some b-tches in yo’ city, bet they comin’ to me
he be talkin’ on the net (grrah), but say less when he run into me (into me)
turn yo’ head, throw on your hoodie ’cause you know them k!llers lookin’ (know them k!llers lookin’)

- lil zay osama

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