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letra de m.b.f - ziico niico

[intro]
ziggyonthekeyboard, lil b-tch

[verse 1: ziico niico]
d-ckriders switching up (yeah), n-ggas cliquing up (what?)
hit him in his brain, tell his bros to pick him up
it’s no in-between, listen up, it’s them or us (facts)
most hated, this lifestyle kinda tough (i don’t care)
but i’m makk balla, tell’em i don’t give a f-ck, (ewok!)
why you tryna piece me, why you tryna say wassup?
i don’t like y’all n-ggas anyway, i’ll get you touched
tell my youngin take his time with you, ain’t no rush
yeah i’m shooting, and i ain’t bluffing on my moms (nah!)
i just had a dream, i caught a body for a dime
blood pressure, when i’m aiming i be calm
when i got that ball on my hand i’m like lebron (swish!)
if you want smoke, i’ll turn this glizzy into a bomb
tell the plug i’m coming home, i need a brick off the arm (white!)
30 in the clip, i hold the triggеr till it’s gone
yeah, riding with the fam i’m right or wrong
i told joеy, lotta n-ggas might switch
they got the fam in they mouth they tryna hype sh-t
please don’t tell me about no army, we like isis (yeah we are!)
i’ll call my slimetime n-ggas just to light sh-t
put the glock to his nose and make him smell death
yeah the news say he dead, but we gon still check
i sent some blammas to his wait with some k!ll tec’s (swear to god)
i’ll take his b-tch in his face, i’ll make him feel pressed
[chorus]
i k!ll his man and take his pride away, ayy
say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
i’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the k
we don’t got time to prey, m.b.f

[verse 2: big bz]
mbf, motherf-cker, boy you know wassup
n-ggas d-ckriding waves, that was never us
overheard about a fade, so we shaped up
f-ck a tape up, put blood in them steak chucks
somebody tell me, “why these p-ssy n-ggas hate us”?
n-ggas jumpin ship like we dropped the anchor
but i bank somethin [?] dangerous
2020 out the streets, if it ain’t us
big body plenty thotties where the game touched [?]
any spot you get shot if you play tough
ain’t no robbery, n-ggas pardon me wholeheartedly
shots through your artery, i’m with all the drama
pop sh-t, apology n-ggas
i pull up checking p-ssy [?] n-gga
if it ain’t about a dollar, dont borther me n-gga
free ziico till ziico free, yeah that’s my n-gga
oh how the makks do? we ain’t going nowhere, mbf

[chorus]
i k!ll his man and take his pride away, ayy
say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
i’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the k
we don’t got time to prey, m.b.f
[verse 3: corey balla]
reporting live from the motherland
these n-ggas hating on the family, i don’t understand
i could get you touched for free, f-ck a couple bands
ziico told me “come correct”, i told him, “i ain’t playing”
you say “it’s war”, my n-ggas pulling up with big straps
youngest in charge, you know i came with some big makks (you know the vibes)
catch him flexing in the spot, get his sh-t sn-tched
this is the lifestyle that i live, so i can’t switch that, no i can’t change up
benz truck, ridin round looking for the opposition
spot him slippin, but the .45 prolly lift him
and knock his pride away, you say it’s lit then n-gga slide today
red beam catch him from a mile away
couple n-ggas departed, come to war, we the spartans
man that n-gga ain’t real right, call drippy to park him
and [?] tony it ain’t a problem to pull up and spark him
so if a n-gga mention the gang, then he must be r-t-rded (sleeze!)

[chorus]
i k!ll his man and take his pride away, ayy
say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
i’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the k
we don’t got time to prey, m.b.f
i k!ll his man and take his pride away, ayy
say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
i’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the k
we don’t got time to prey, m.b.f

- ziico niico

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