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letra de janky promoters - zaybang

[intro]
if you ain’t really f-ck with suge, why you n-ggas postin’ pics?
we’ll go through your section tryna leave a n-gga stiff, p-ssy n-gga
on my mama, n-gga

[chorus]
you be pandemic ballin’, but you playin’ like you rich
i had to tell promoters i can’t come without my bl!ck
i just lost my brother geez, on my mama, i’ve been sick
so even if you brother, when i see you, i got stick
if you ain’t really f-ck with suge, why you n-ggas postin’ pics?
we’ll go through your section tryna leave a n-gga stiff
b-tch, i only f-cked you once, but i’ma add you to my list
i’m comin’ with all blues in this fin, got blue tips

[verse 1]
i’ve been feelin’ like i’m bean, i should cop an amg
i motivated guns when i bought the srt
this a sixty on my wrist, b-tch, you gotta pay a fee
and f-ck an instant message, i’ma send these .223s
i’m a motherf-ckin’ big dog, i thought i told you
you made yourself a targеt, p-ssy n-gga, i don’t know you
and your brother on that paperwork and he ain’t еven show you
for n-ggas speakin’ on me, i’ma give you what i owe you
i be f-ckin’ n-ggas, f-ck your feelings ’cause you love her
i heard these n-ggas f-ggots, y’all be really undercover
if i ever catch a sucker up in traffic, n-ggas supper
these bullets might just eat him, f-ck it, feed him to my brother
they be tryna say like, “zay a cool n-gga but don’t listen”
i keep applyin’ pressure ’cause i know these n-ggas b-tches
every time i lost a n-gga, on my mama, i take missions
i’m tryna get some money for my n-ggas who ain’t living
[chorus]
you be pandemic ballin’, but you playin’ like you rich
i had to tell promoters i can’t come without my bl!ck
i just lost my brother geez, on my mama, i’ve been sick
so even if you brother, when i see you, i got stick
if you ain’t really f-ck with suge, why you n-ggas postin’ pics?
we’ll go through your section tryna leave a n-gga stiff
b-tch, i only f-cked you once, but i’ma add you to my list
i’m comin’ with all blues in this fin, got blue tips

[verse 2]
i’m a motherf-ckin’ dog, and your n-gga, he can’t f-ck with me
b-tch, and if it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
jim told me on a bad day, you worth a buck fifty
you ain’t gettin’ money, n-ggas cappin’, you ain’t touched fifty
giving b-tches rides, i’ma send that b-tch a lyft
and how my brother died, he and that n-gga be on tip
it be crazy, how your homies set you up before a b-tch?
and f-ck your sneak diss, you n-ggas lyin’ ’bout them skits
i just spent over a dub on my neck, so say less
these b-tches gotta pay me if you rockin’ with the best
i was tryna drive and shoot, it had me yankin’ with the left
and they know i’m a shooter, on this court, it ain’t no ref’
i’ve been tryna give my all to this sh-t ’cause i’ma ball
if i catch him at 850, we could chunk him in the stall
i ain’t turnin’ down no smokey with these suckers, i got pause
i grew up in that era where we stripped you out your drawers
[chorus]
you be pandemic ballin’, but you playin’ like you rich
i had to tell promoters i can’t come without my bl!ck
i just lost my brother geez, on my mama, i’ve been sick
so even if you brother, when i see you, i got stick
if you ain’t really f-ck with suge, why you n-ggas postin’ pics?
we’ll go through your section tryna leave a n-gga stiff
b-tch, i only f-cked you once, but i’ma add you to my list
i’m comin’ with all blues in this fin, got blue tips

- zaybang

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