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letra de number zero - sha mula, chase benji, giz da cheifa

[intro: sha mula]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
gang double, double gang
double gang
woo, woo, woo
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: sha mula]
this ain’t no fuckin’ game
nigga y’all don’t know what my team about (what i’m about)
put a hole inside your head
like i’m tryna’ see what you thinkin’ bout (what ya thinkin’ bout?)
i ain’t scared of y’all and i swear to god
that y’all niggas don’t know what y’all preachin’ bout (preach)
by the time it hit that time of the month
pussy niggas be bleedin’ out
every cop with a badge on em’
got guns like a thug with a flag on em’ (all got guns)
we might get big
’cause i got faith in the squad like bad boy
i might put em’ in the air like p-ssports
might put em’ in the dirt if i got the shotty
chalkin’ em out like blackboards
’cause we shootin’ niggas like paparazzi (uh huh)
if you in the hood
that mean you never ‘post to make it out (never)
we could go to the trap right now
it’s a bunch of white like that brady house (we got that white)
if she got buns
i put my hotdog in that lady mouth (she want that hotdog)
you probably thought ya’ boy had a durag on
i’m wavy now
get smoked like a moonrock
my clip real long like a tubesock (bow)
my b-tch stay wet like a poolside
i’m a little bit of biggie and a 2pac (woah, woah)
got loud all over the top of counters
stay ridin’ the wave like rocket power
my girl go down for hours
she still be wet when i stop the shower though (she wet)

[hook: sha mula]
they hate the gang because we ’bout to make a come up
we can make it hot just like the middle of the summer
when you makin’ bread then everybody wanna wonder
how you get to ball like number zero on the thunder

[post-hook: giz da chiefa]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
we be ballin’ while you on the bench
i keep my money close to me
’cause i don’t got no friends
slow down, stop the fake shit
when i be tellin’ them
the scene look evil
when you see my people at your residence

[verse 2: chase benji]
they don’t wanna see you shine (no)
these niggas on the side with the shade
and they don’t got no lifeguard
these niggas try to dive in the wave (try to dive)
like, where the fuck is that life boat
i guess that’s just how life go
i’m livin’ life, i don’t think about it
i’m smokin’ good, that’s high, hoe (that loud)
all in the pot, no harry (no harry)
picture paintin’ no gary (no gary)
i’ma be honest, we them supersonics
that’s one of my dairies (yeah)
these niggas is jim carrey
i hold weight like i carry gems (facts)
old weight, niggas in trouble
i’ma get the shovel, i’ma bury him (woo)
get jammed in the dirt
lookin’ like a plant in the earth
i call that shit the harvest (the harvest)
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout farmers market (the market)
and i’m so original (yeah)
nigga i smoke medicinal (smoke)
checkin’ my checkin’ account
on my phone, yeah my money is digital (that cash)
early mornin’, i’m at the bank
i fill it up, no gas tank (yeah)
give it up, they can’t get rid of us
we in a whole different cl-ss rank
where’s the competition
i stack paper, no composition (stack paper)
get to the bag, i’m flippin’ the cash
i get it back, it’s not a dollar missin’

[outro x2: giz da chiefa]
i’m a step above the crowd
like i’m walkin’ on a cloud
puff, puff, past
two hundred on the dash
i’m kinda gettin’ tired
of niggas bringin’ up my past, yeah
(my past, yeah)

- sha mula chase benji giz da cheifa

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