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letra de faceoff - psyco jezzor

psyco jezzor ft bigga bfaceoff
(chorus)
we ah war we want no bate bate bate bate
pass me the smoke i wanna play play
u love my sound we gonna dance dance dance dance
i say we gonna play play play play

verse 1
psyco

4 plus 4 that 8
black mind n-ggas with some hate
i gat love i share in plate
guess your b-tch want some taste
yeah
she feeling boy
jezzor
she so shy so she faceoff
you already know when we pop at your area
we take up the show we put it on fire
pass me the crack
pile up the cash
put it in stack
and hide it in tank
she wanna f-ck with crew (yeah)
cause she know that we look good (yeah)
taking that girl from her boo (yeah)
i am the new robinhood (yeah)
f-ck her ah the back of ma boot (yeah)
she wanna f-ck with crew (yeah)
cause she know that we look good (yeah)
taking that girl from her boo (yeah)
i am the new robinhood (yeah)
f-ck her ah the back of ma boot (yeah)
yeah
yeah
(chorus)
we ah war we want no bate bate bate bate
pass me the smoke i wanna play play
u love my sound we gonna dance dance dance dance
i say we gonna play play play play

verse 2
bigga b

019 i was nicked for stabbing
attempting case it could have been snoozing
bust that case on god outstanding
left my opps in the dust jaws hanging

we the reason your girl ain’t picking
hit her once we left her leaking
shawty wanna come to the crib this evening
ate her raw don’t cook no seasoning

we the reason this beef ain’t dead
ying_swing leave em red
window ching and the opps play dead
got a shank in my hand tryna ching his head
teerose’s got left for dead
f-ck zk , how got borred in his neck
i can talk about numerous drilling
including the ones you have heard
cos am bout to whip in a kitchen
i don’t give a f-ck about n-ggas or b-tches
i don’t give a f-ck if you faking or realin
if i come out of jail then am k!lling your cousin
if i come out of jail with a soap
high off my life like am smoking this dope
shout out to promise he showed me the ropes
don’t talk to me you don’t wanna get smoked
aye
whipping crack in a crack pot
bando setting doing off coke in the bathtub
yo run up a gang get stabbed up
so surely you knew you f-cked up
slop top. doing all glides in the drop top
get sliced in your belly like crop top
gb’s dead we treated his f-ck up
should have seen the way he end up

musically bloodically

- psyco jezzor

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