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icewear vezzo - 6print lyrics
[intro]
they love that sh_t
they love the street sh_t
f_ck n_ggas talkin’ ’bout, n_gga?
gang sh_t, n_gga
they really love when you living too, though, gang
(iced out records)
[verse 1]
yeah
pop a xanny bar, get to actin’ wild
cappin’ ass n_gga need a cap and gown
f_ck a p_ssy, tell ’em real n_ggas back in style
smoke sh_t like a black and mild
b_tch, i rap and ride
fifty_thousand off that fetty, this a bank drop
put a dukey in my pop, yeah, this straight drop
i’ll turn a n_gga tee into a tank top
i’m the type of n_gga catch a body, i’m on every block
get ’em whacked for 700 like yeezy sneaks
i heard all your opps p_ssy, that’s a easy beef
pull up, shoot him in his sh_t, then we flee the scene
and i never let a n_gga young jeezy mе
i won’t smoke with whoever, i’ll smokе whoever
got lil gang up in this b_tch, i put ’em on whoever
i’ve been present for a minute, got foot on the pedal
realist n_gga in this sh_t, i need to own a medal
got better jewelry than the rappers, ain’t went gold or platinum
got a two_tone audermaur, yeah, this b_tch gold or platinum
i heard they hating with their eyes keep sh_t [?]
i made fifty_thousand in atlanta, i’ma blow at magic
[bridge]
yeah
b_tch, i made fifty_thousand in atlanta, i might blow at magic
n_gga, what?
b_tch, i made fifty_thousand in atlanta, i might_
man f_ck that
[verse 2]
i made fifty in detroit, i might just blow at truth
or i’ll slide up in mustangs, we finna throw a coupe
b_tch, i ain’t talking ’bout the cops, but we them boys in blue
yeah, told my n_ggas set the play and i’ma throw the oop
told that b_tch she set a play and she might lose her life
it’s six o’clock and i can get a n_gga blew tonight
if you got rats up in your circle, you might lose a stripe
they like, “why you hang with all the robbers?”
i’m the shooting type
n_ggas always switching teams they got forty jerseys
i ain’t really got no friends, n_ggas know i’m scurvy
yeah, put that thirty on that boy ’cause i know he curry
i’ll up a rol’ on your b_tch, yeah, i know she thirsty
she ain’t never had no bag or no ice for real
you a lame and your ice ain’t real
i can tell you ain’t no plug ’cause your price ain’t real
i’m the type of n_gga cut the lean and up price on seals
n_gga
[outro]
what we on gang?
still robbin season, b_tch
you know how we coming, man
know how i’m rockin’
big 6 n_gga, drank god
yeah (iced out records)
we really on that
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