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letra de first person shooter (freestyle) - zotiyac

[part i]

[intro]
ayy, ayy, first-person shooter mode
put a n-gga inside of that reticle (ayy)
cl!ck on that b-tch one time and your head explode (ayy)
n-ggas still outside pushin’ oregano, but they still ain’t put out a hit record though
how they go to sleep broke? we’a never know
but the money always on a schedule
yup, ayy, yeah

[verse 1]
always on a schedule, i rather let calendar bullets hit pectorals
send that b-tch-ass n-gga straight to the medical, ayy (frrt)
i’m finna go federal, cannibalistic (ayy), these b-tches look edible
i say the sh-t they just gotta replay it and make they face look like they just smelled somethin’ terrible, uhh
stink to that body unbearable
that boy got plenty, yeah, turned to a vegetable
tell shorty, “shoot ’em,” she hit him with several
my b-tch a stretcher, yeah, i’m mr. incredible (get stretched, yuh)

[bridge]
ayy, mr. incredible, yup, ayy (heh)
yeah, i’m mr. uhh, ayy
yeah, i’m mr. uhh (what?), ayy
mr. incredible, ayy
[verse 2]
ain’t no debate ’bout the hardest mc’s
in like 2016, yeah it probably been me
but it ain’t my fault for the parts you ain’t see, sh-t, i took a hiatus while y’all was asleep
then woke the f-ck up on the stalk (ayy), i’ma eat (ayy)
like a hawk on a prey, i know y’all n-ggas weak
don’t talk to n-ggas, i talk to the beat
make me pull on that drum, make you part of the beat
yeah, i get to pushin’ like cars with a key
make me pull on that b-tch like a dog on a leash (ayy)
now my hibernation is over, they pokin’, awoken the bear, but apalled with his t–th (what?)

[bridge]
n-gga, the f-ck? (ayy, what?)
n-gga, the f-ck? (ayy, yeah)
n-gga, the f-ck? ayy (yeah)

[verse 3]
my n-gga, the f-ck you on?
always talking ’bout paper, but he ain’t got sh-t in his name like my n-gga, the f-ck you on?
i look death in the eyes and i just asked that b-tch, “what the f-ck you on?”
shoot the n-gga first like no the f-ck you don’t (bah)
my advice to you, leave me the f-ck alone (hehe)
straight home invasion, break up in his sh-t
stab a n-gga quick, now he stuck at home
[interlude]
now these n-ggas stuck, yup
now these n-ggas stuck (ayy, yup)
boy, these n-ggas stuck (ayy, what, gang)
now these n-ggas stuck, ayy

[verse 4]
stuck in that first-person shooter mode
f-ckin’ shoot ’em all, talking ’bout the bullets, n-gga use ’em all
but f-ck talking ’bout it, i’m finna k!ll ’em all
make the glass break and the ceiling fall
make the cash come and the haters died
they be talking crazy from safest height
i’m the animal they be done caged inside
get that boy beheaded, i just gave a knot
n-gga, crash some, n-gga, take a side
p-ssy step aside or just get vaporized
n-gga, nick on me like i’m drake and josh
have him twitching, blinking like the vector just died (hehe)
all this d-ck riding sh-t, just make it hot
n-ggas keep on talking while i’m staying by (f-cked up)
it get to the point where i can’t take the lies
i could tell you somethin’ ’bout your favorite god

[part ii]
[intro]
i’ll say some sh-t
i ain’t gon’ do it
yup, yup
what?
what? what?
ayy, i’m ’bouta
ayy, i’m ’bouta

[verse]
ayy, i’m ’bouta cl!ck out on this sh-t, i’m ’bouta cl!ck, ayy
i’m ’bout to cl!ck on this b-tch so much it gon’ glitch, ayy
the b-tch so bad, i’m down to f-ck, and this sh-t high-key
i bet that b-tch gon’ hit a note sound jus’ like sound like jacquees
the fn on my f-ckin’ hip, my side-piece (ayy, my side-piece)
and i’m in nyc, i might just go and pick me up a job sheet
and we don’t cop pleas, and when that b-tch know cops plead
pulled me over, ask how fast my go, i told ’em “godspeed” (ayy, yo officer)
leave him sh-tty-faced, the piggy face, i’ll see you later
gun smoke he don’t know what that is, that boy just seeing vapor
suit a n-gga up like craig sager, he don’t need a blazer
closed casket, faced ’em with drac’, boy, you would thank me later

[outro]
heh, yeah
goodbye, yeah

- zotiyac

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