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letra de zombieland - slimesito

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[intro]
(wake up, f1lthy)
no, i’m f-ckin-rocking n-gga
real zombieland sh-t
clayco, n-gga

[chorus]
i still on point south
and i’m totin’ the fn
n-gga, i feel like shawty lo
n-ggas know that i’m da man
that b-tch tool godd-mn father
i can’t f-ck that hoe ‘cuz she a fiend
i’m double down right now with two glock
i won’t play that ’till one tanned
my n-ggas always on go you know that they quit
then hop off out of the van
i’m riding ’round with the .38 you know i call that dirty dan
i hit his ass with the hot sh-t now they post that boy on instagram
i f-ck around with them bosses, n-gga, i don’t f-ck with no middle man

[verse]
i double down got two glock and i got them switchin’ different head
my young n-ggas totin’ switchers, so i know you finna hear the fan
i’m in paris ridin’ ’round with serane
i rock down [?] you know they bang
got shooters already know go blam
i’m on the block and i totin’ zombieland
gotta act like a carti n-ggas so scared
i already shot them mans
i’mma havin’ to the block and n-gga know pop a n-gga
i don’t show my nine
i’m candy a n-gga pop thе western
start spin i don’t gotta spin no benz
lil hoе tryna f-ck now, but i told the b-tch she missed the chance
she put her face on a t-shirt,know they rockin’ lil bro like a brand
fifty round on that glock-19 but i don’t play no f-ckin’ games
this n-gga told about the gang-gang but i know they ain’t on fifth
mob, yeah, all my shooters they be k!llin’ sh-t for bands
p-ssy n-gga you a b-tch i’d shown the four n-gga and they
made her rain
i stay countin’ the fifties
i don’t gotta work in the dale door no sale
you b-tch f-ckin’ with my opps right now
but im getting guap so i don’t give a d-mn
[chorus]
i still on point south
and i’m totin’ the fn
n-gga, i feel like shawty lo
n-ggas know that i’m da man
that b-tch tool godd-mn father
i can’t f-ck that hoe ‘cuz she a fiend
i’m double down right now with two glock
i won’t play that ’till one tanned
my n-ggas always on go you know that they quit
then hop off out of the van
i’m riding ’round with the .38 you know i cut that dirty
i hit his ass with the hot sh-t now they posted boy on instagram
i f-ck around with them bosses, n-gga, i don’t f-ck with no millman

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