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letra de fukk - zootzie

[intro]
(good morning zootzie)

[chorus]
keeping that sh-t on me (yeah)
we leaving his body stunk
swerve in that big body truck, so why would i give a f-ck (f-ck)
countin’ buck (f-ck)
b-tch, you ain’t counting none, nada
aim the gun at ya (f-ck)
[verse]
i keep the pipe on me (yeah)
n-ggas not fighting me, no, bullets is what he’s gon’ eat
i make the trap jump off they feet
who really up? me
who she gon’ f-ck? that’s me
who making guap? not you
talkin my sh-t now, you need to quit music, just sit down
why? ’cause it’s all sh-t (yeah)
clip inside the stick, (yeah) fye
you done failed more than twice
i done gone up while you cried
let the gun blow while you diе, send out fye, can’t dodge if you triеd
steel in yo’ mouth, you can’t talk, or else
you won’t walk, i just pulled up in that truck, like i’m bob the builder
ya b-tch, i’ma steal her
hit you with the steel it hurts
you broke as f-ck, can it get worse?
i’m putting that boy on a shirt, ’cause i’m

[chorus]
keeping that sh-t on me (yeah)
we leaving his body stunk
swerve in that big body truck, so why would i give a f-ck (f-ck)
countin’ buck (f-ck)
b-tch, you ain’t counting none, nada
aim the gun at ya (f-ck)
[outro]
(goodnight zootzie)
keeping that sh-t on me (yeah)
we leaving his body stunk
swerve in that big body truck, so why would i give a f-ck (f-ck)
countin’ buck (f-ck)
b-tch, you ain’t counting none, nada
aim the gun at ya (f-ck)
i keep the pipe on me (yeah)
n-ggas not fighting me, no, bullets is what he’s gon’ eat
i make the trap jump off they feet
who really up?

- zootzie

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