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letra de za - tyxonsmith

[intro]
yeah, ooh (ooh)
yeah, smokin’ on za
smokin’ on za, smokin’ on za
i don’t know what we smokin’ on, b-tch, huh
smokin’ on za, b-tch, huh

[chorus]
i got a .40 on me, it’s gon’ pop
run up on me and i shoot yo’ whole block
that n-gga fed, man, he talkin’ to cops
i told your girl to come suck on my c-ck
b-tch, kick rocks, yeah
i’m with the gang poppin’ roxi, yeah
i don’t f-ck with paparazzi
(smokin’ on gas like a n-z-, yeah)

[verse]
call up my friend [?]
she wanna pull up, but i got options, yeah
my friends, yeah, i lost them
x pills, yeah, i pop ’em
bullets fly like [?]
for his robin jeans, i robbed him
truly legit, i’m on x now (yeah)
i ain’t ever ask for handouts (yeah)
bad b-tch got her ass out
smokin’ on za with my twin
that n-gga high off a pen
my n-ggas up in the pen’, huh
bad hoes, got ten, want me to pay up for her tan
b-tch, i’m rich, i don’t pretend
she wanna hide me from her man
n-ggas don’t know what i’m ’bout ’til i pull up with sticks and they up in they mouth (yeah)
i’m from cali but got hoes up in the south
plus, i’m [?] the pharmacy, all up in routes
na-nah, n-gga, you can’t flex like me
tell my mom, she gon’ see the kid up on tv
look-look at my pockets, you lookin’ at green, huh
b-tch, i’m smokin’ weed, rah
[chorus]
i got a .40 on me, it’s gon’ pop
run up on me and i shoot yo’ whole block
that n-gga fed, man, he talkin’ to cops
i told your girl to come suck on my c-ck
b-tch, kick rocks, yeah
i’m with the gang poppin’ roxi, yeah
i don’t f-ck with paparazzi
smokin’ on gas like a —-

- tyxonsmith

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