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letra de fucking wit me - zoza

(intro: mzeezmuzic)
haha, i ain’t goin’ lie bruh like
sometimes i be sitting in the back of my mind
ain’t none of these n-ggas f-cking with me
lil b-tch

(chorus: mzeezmuzic)
b-tch, yeen f-ckin’ wit me aye
girl, you know, yeen really f-ckin’ wit me aye
lil b-tch, yeen ain’t f-ckin’ wit me aye
snitch, yeen f-ckin’ wit me aye
hoe, yeen f-ckin’ wit me aye
ya know, yeen really f-ckin’ wit me aye
lil b-tch, yeen f-ckin’ wit me aye
snitch, yeen f-ckin’ wit me

(verse 1: zoza)
aye, this is my perception
look in my reflection
this is my obsession, slash perfection
blessed is my complexion
these are my confessions
my expression goes through my aggression
give me all attention apprehending all of thy opinion
this is my dimension
silly me there will never be but a enemy not a best friend
hennessy for the memory of thy enemy
you remember me i am the perfection
trust me i am finna go to the world’s end
never broken i’m a stone on the map
coming from the low end imma show them i am chosen till the world know that’s a fact
and that’s that
on go till it’s evident
in tune with the elements
i swear never settled out for all the settlements
i am all out till its prominent i am evident
skin deep for the sheen of viridian
shine bright, highlight my obsidian
n-gga no trace of a simian, crocodilian
i want green like the skin of reptilians till oblivion

(verse 2: mzeezmuzic)
aye, oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
i think they catching us so i’m finna throw a fit y’all
imma come hard and make sure you don’t forget y’all
i confess but i ain’t one to plead the fifth y’all
i can tell that you mad
imma still run my mouth
you ain’t gotta listen sh-t i’ll let the crowd hear me out
your opinions is important as death row when the times come
i’ll point this middle finger and sing to you like a line up
my mind is like a chain it bang straight when the time come
this pencil is a prison with bars from where the lines come
rolling with my n-ggas with tinted windows and nine drums
try me just to see if we bang straight with the nine drum
you wanna battle me, fool you don’t even rattle me
i’ll split yo -ss in half and split yo whole anatomy
short yo -ss like a battery
fool you don’t know the half of these metaphors
we had it just please don’t make me get drastic please
i am the one that they want, i am the product of a sun
2pac with a b-ss drum
kid coming straight from the slums
mgk n-gga lace up
then i beat the beat up all up in yo face cuz
what you got to say? none
you ain’t f-cking with nothing this way
n-gga straight done it’s a race son
and you looking out of place
real recognize real get the f-ck up out my face

- zoza

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