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letra de unluccy - zay ø (usa)

[intro: zay ø]
i told you this n-gga was nice, bro
i told you this n-gga was nice
zay ø, zay ø
ø sh-t, ø sh-t, ø sh-t
grrah, grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah

[verse 1: zay ø]
i’m a dangerous n-gga with some money
run down, boom a n-gga in his tummy
every day not gon’ be sunny
rainy day, leave a n-gga runny
n-gga get checked if they movin’ funny
her p-ssy get wet but it’s nothin’ to me
f-ck a b-tch, i just need a hunny
like, b-tch, you a bop, i just want the cuddy, grrah
n-ggas be fake and they callin’ me, “muddy”
i know you a b-tch, n-gga, you not my buddy
tha-tha-that b-tch a freak so she gettin’ sl-tty
she f-cked up my money, now she tryna dub me
we send shots, sh-t be gettin’ ugly
when y’all send shots, n-ggas get unlucky
opp thot b-tch, yeah, her p-ssy yucky
but she line thе opps ’cause that b-tch love me
[chorus: zay ø]
i just might geek with thе chop
throw three in they block
okay, just tweak with they thots
and we tryna creep on they block
bro peeped him a opp, hop out, he got hit in his top
i just might geek with the chop
throw three in they block
okay, just tweak with they thots
and we tryna creep on they block
bro peeped him a opp, hop out, he got hit in his top

[bridge: zay ø]
we too tact, n-ggas sick
she brought mac, she legit
since a jit, b-tch, i been on that sh-t
got that uh, on my hip
i’m with ra’, he don’t miss
i-i see kai, then it’s lit
go, “boom-bop,” on that list
on that block with them n-ggas, don’t switch

[verse 2: rabin]
mr. g-call-the-shots
spin by my block and i reload the knocks
deuce 5th, creepin’, move hot
and i crippled the hand, i just beat on a opp
she a smoochie, she know she a bop
i don’t want the coochie, just gimme the top
ni-ni-n-gga a dummy, he say that he lax
if we talkin’ ’bout bullets, we send ’em a lot, look
free the bro, kid’s up in the can
no, i can’t lack, so i walk with a tan
i-i been waitin’ to catch little (shh)
how you smokin’ chee when ya mans in a gram?
r-r.i.p mg, do it for man
ni-n-ggas not tough, man, i know that they scared
they sayin’, “pull up,” n-ggas not there
still walk with with my gun when i spin through devere

- zay o usa

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