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letra de firing zone - young zay

stop acting like you don’t know n-gga
they know
hold on
uh look uh look

(verse)
now i really see why these n-ggas be hatin’
they know i been gettin’ racks
all blue face no minimum wages
and i didn’t get sh-t from my dad
i gotta admit i gotta lot of fake pages
to see where them n-ggas is at
n-ggas going to start with that internet cap
like we don’t put n-ggas on citizens app
if it ain’t no love don’t give me a dap
i can feel when it’s [?] in the air
if it’s up then we leavin’ it there
hollows cook him them medium rare
that n-gga puttin’ my voice on a song
it’s clear you see that he weird
i ain’t tryna make no dissеs nah
i want that boy of the hit list
be the samе n-ggas that wanted a friendship
and look how they switch
whatever they claim that sh-t to my d-ck
stay by the river go swim with the fish
look at me back with a vengeance
police ain’t tryna get back the original
so i just got a new pending
i put my b-tch in a benz
while i’m in a honda but f-ck it
it’s tented this what i use for the spinning
all the clips extended
i said my body is different
hold on look
i don’t got time for the internet thugs
i ain’t really into the subs
say the wrong thing and a hitter going come
and imma just pay him a dub
wonder if these n-ggas noticed
way before covid
i been doing hit with my mask off
i do not f-ck with no rodents
i shoot at opponents and then i skrrt off in a [?]
look, f-ck all them n-ggas cuz i’m tryna stack bread
look, i don’t wanna argue cuz i get you pop like a blackhead
look, i’m ain’t even [?] but i let you know what that mac said
look, you don’t die when we spin then lay down and act dead
uh these n-ggas actin’ like b-tches
by throwing a tantrum
oh his farther got money
okay we going hold him for random
look, they say that i’m p-ssy
but show me a n-gga i ran from
look, the police going label my music the homicide anthem
drilling in style do a hit out the fantom
i got some youngins that spray tech
they shoot a n-gga like apex
and then come straight to my crib for a paycheck
i know them n-gga hatin’ that zay next
f-ck it cuz people salute that
them n-ggas tellin’ my business
the b-tches accept the fact that i shoot back
we put a opp in the air that’s a new pack
been on this sh-t since a shorty
if you was outside and you know the vibes
that’s cuz you bout to be forty
moral of the story these n-ggas be corny
this is the firing zone
n-ggas will go hit the club
but really should be in retirement homes
buying a chop like i’m buying a phone
it’s a necessity
these n-ggas actin’ like ain’t respect for me
if it ain’t that then it gotta be jealousy
gettin’ them mad is really my specialty
i’m slappin’ they pride
i don’t know why they going talk bout my guys
like everyone don’t got a homie that died
whenever we slide they cover their eyes (why?)
cuz it will get graphic
yea it was deep but n0body had it
twenty-five n-ggas sharing one ratchet
they sendin’ threats but nothing going happen
they know my bop
this is a message to get off my c-ck
whatever they throw up the sh-t that i drop

- young zay

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