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letra de right out - zaeanarky

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[chorus – zae]
n-ggas talk sh-t so i air the block right out, this b-tch a snitch, my 30 on sight now, i’m getting ww might black out, p-ssy on smack down, just like lil kapow, i’m getting money, my money all fat now. i load the thirty, that sh-t on sight now, my money all dirty, gotta clean it right now. 666 a cult not a f-cking gang pal

[verse 1 – zae]
taking your life, i know where you at now. i ride around bh, i’m looking for more, take out a n-gga while he in the store,the cctv, it recorded in noir, sipping lean because i am bored. 666 so gotta so i gotta start a clique, then load up my clip, me and my n-ggas we pull up sticks, we beat yo ass, wait for a b-tch, then the snap a pic. i crash then i flip, war war war, i go steal your b-tch, you not with the sh-ts, so hold on n-gga, take a step back, ain’t playing with this, don’t think that i won’t k!ll you, but b-tch i pull up, extendo’ round clips we gon’ drill you

[chorus – zae]
n-ggas talk sh-t i air the block right out, this b-tch a snitch, my 30 on sight now, i’m getting ww might black out, p-ssy on smack down, just like lil kapow, i’m getting money, the money all fat now. i load the thirty, that sh-t on sight now, money all dirty, gotta clean it right now. 666 a cult not a f-cking gang pal

[verse 2 – zae]
i’m taking your life, i know where you at, i pull up b-tch put a bullet in your back, everybody told sh-t hold on, uh, i wipe you off the map, that’s not a fact, i ain’t playin’, n-ggas they slayin’, start my name with a crossed out z then i grab the f-ckin’ knife and make your ass bleed n-ggas talk sh-t but they ain’t with me

[chorus – zae]
n-ggas talk sh-t i air the block right out, this b-tch a snitch, my 30 on sight now, i’m getting ww might black out, p-ssy on smack down, just like lil kapow, i’m getting money, the money all fat now. i load the thirty, that sh-t on sight now, money all dirty, gotta clean it right now. 666 a cult not a f-cking gang pal, zae

[verse 3 – cj suprxme]
you can test me on a track
but i’m still making racks
if you messing with the bullets
then you’re messing with the pack
don’t like it when a p-ssy boy test me
don’t like it when a f-ck boy pests me
but i like it when your thottie say “yes please”
and i like it when she suck on my (woah woah woah woah)
like a p-ssy you get creamed and i ain’t talkin bout no soda
all your ex’s on my d-ck they call me chief sosa
you all heard “the serpent” but my old name was the kobra
and i’m handing out these bullets like my name was f-cking oprah
i can see you lurking on my page still, b-tch you a fan
copy all my flows b-tch like you was dirty dan
you thought you could get away 4 hours till i land
and i’ll rearrange his body, dodge these bullets if you can

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