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letra de goodbye - zaywild

[intro: zaywild]
come on, ha, come on
ah, ah, ah, let’s go
don julio don julio don julio ah ah (dummy, uh)
let’s go, let’s go let’s go

[chorus: zaywild]
n-gga kept bluffin’ and died on his sh-t
n-gga kept goin’ live think [?] a b-tch
he got caught on a drive left his dumbass stiff, come on
uh, k!ll confirmed yeah [?] yeah he hit
they was speakin’ on [?] had they whole hood sick
he ain’t got no choice make the whole hood pop out
don’t speak on 6k n-ggas know i’ma rock out
he was speakin’ on bro now he gone n-gga watch out
n-gga tried to clock in his hood now he clocked out come on
n-gga dead as a b-tch he can’t open his eyes
he was just up the score and that sh-t for the guys
i stay ’round the lakes but this sh-t lookin’ dry
put a bag on his body now n-gga “say bye”
uh, put a bag on his body now n-gga “say bye”, come on!
[verse 1: zaywild]
n-gga dead box gone you can’t see your guy
opp told me he felt me n-gga when i cried
f-ck is he dumb taggin’ my brothers
b-tch we stay ’round the 6 we gon’ die ’bout each other, come on
n-gga kept bluffin’ and he died on his street
but them n-ggas were on live like this sh-t ain’t sweet
he was speakin’ on 6 now his ass six feet
come on! uh, and i’m smokin’ on roc mix it with the kief
face shot n-gga can’t forget about reem
he was speakin’ on dude now he hittin’ that k
yevo get me high but his dumbass cake
i don’t know about you i can’t die with a drac’
news clip a n-gga i’m f-ckin’ with glide
if it’s for baby[?] you know i’ma slide
i’m f-ckin’ with swift i’ll hop in that ride
me and micro clean blocks like tide
ball game n-gga you know that it’s tied
uh, n-gga, why is you lyin?
me and tay hop out that car start firin’
caught him with goop and his ass start cryin’
n-ggas got my addy i swear that it’s fine
you can pull up right here and i swear that you dyin’

[verse 2: micro]
i’m f-ckin’ with zay why the f-ck would we wait?
i ain’t goin’ like bro i ain’t dyin’ with no drac’
i feel like a quarterback young n-gga runnin’ the plays
it’s a f-cked up day when i’m thinkin’ ’bout [?]
uh, i f-ck lul tjay i f-ck with the 4
get deep in my feelings i pour up a four
he lyin’ on them songs sayin’ he ain’t even gon’ blow
if you come for my bread then your ass gettin’ toast
it’s summertime back i don’t need me a coat
i hop in that free car you know i’ma float
your b-tch she on d-ck keep drivin’ the boat
uh, i’m thuggin’ with zay now i be up the 6
[?] face shot shorty [?] got me hit
i hop out the car with that big-ass stick
uh, they they say “young n-gga gotta go get it”
uh, and i’m spinnin’ the 6 b-tch you know i’ma flip it
and i know we gon’ win ’cause there’s more than one ticket
[chorus: zaywild]
n-gga kept bluffin’ and died on his sh-t
n-gga kept goin’ live thought [?] a b-tch
he got caught on a drive left his dumbass stiff, come on
uh, k!ll confirmed yeah [?] yeah he hit
they was speakin’ on [?] had they whole hood sick
he ain’t got no choice make the whole hood pop out
don’t speak on 6k n-ggas know i’ma rock out
he was speakin’ on bro now he gone n-gga watch out
n-gga tried to clock in his hood now he clocked out come on
n-gga dead as a b-tch he can’t open his eyes
he was just up the score and that sh-t for the guys
i stay ’round the lakes but this sh-t lookin’ dry
put a bag on his body now n-gga “say bye”
uh, put a bag on his body now n-gga “say bye”, come on!

- zaywild

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