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letra de seizure boy - yus gz

[intro]
kayarchon (grrah, like)
bow-bow-bow

[chorus]
now it’s lit, gotta tote on my knock, like (bow-bow)
i’m tryna make something drop (bow-bow)
we gon’ walk through that block, if i catch sha gz, i’ma up it and flock (bow-bow)
n-gga, the day you got shot you was cryin’ like a b-tch, sayin’ you gotta stop (like, what?)
nesty, ghana, dirty and popped
ashley draws gotta get off that block (ah-hah)
i almost forgot sha gz, you was dirty, was cuffin’ a bop
you was eatin’ her box, like the next day you call me, you burnin’ you feel a lil’ hot
b-tch, you remember that day it was just me, you, and pop?
i was tryna catch you and cut off your top
was gon’ let him rock
now he shot, and his back up dancer better keep a chop

[verse]
f-ck jenn, i’ma pack me a dyk-, like (i’ma pack me a-)
they better not be at that light
tata, 41, he can’t fight
they was beatin’ on jenn, man, you know that ain’t right, like (you know that ain’t right)
iffy could have lost his life if he the right (if he hit the-)
lil’ bro gon’ throw fifteen off that bike
mama kr, we add to the cyph
.22 the rifle, the bullets gon’ bite (bow-bow)
flock ’em down, b-tch, i came with my snipe
heard e with the dot put the gun to his-
heard e with the dot put the gun to his height
off the deuce, notti boppin’
like, off the deuce, notti boppin’, get poked with my knife
keep dissin’ my block, we gon’ bend in the night
be on 180th, i’m wavin’ my pipe
throwin’ shot after shot, watch ’em all take flight
they don’t wanna spin, and gon’ link up and fight?
suck my d-ck, we gon’ bend through ‘chester
me and my best friend fl!ck on that dyk- (aah-aah)
i think that’s a rapper? catch kr, we gon’ beat ’em like mike (bow-bow)
i catch sha gz, i’ma fl!ck on this beam, better get out the-
[chorus]
now it’s lit, gotta tote on my knock, like (gotta tote on my-)
i’m tryna make something drop (bow-bow)
we gon’ walk through that block, if i catch sha gz, i’ma up it and flock
n-gga, the day you got shot you was cryin’ like a b-tch, sayin’ you gotta stop (worda)
nesty, ghana, dirty and popped
ashley draws gotta get off that block (ah-hah)
i almost forgot sha gz, you was dirty, was cuffin’ a bop
you was eatin’ her box, like the next day you call me, you burnin’ you feel a lil’ hot
b-tch, you remember that day it was just me, you, and pop?
i was tryna catch you and cut off your top
was gon’ let him rock
now he shot, and his back up dancer better keep a chop (like)

[outro]
grrah
ebs
grrah (bow-bow)
everything dead, everything dead (like)
grrah
this my sh-t, n-gga

- yus gz

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