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556zoo – gooo lyrics

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[intro: 556zoo]
big bragg’
danube lane finest, man
mr. 556
let’s do it
(and i got the yayo)
ayy
no rap cap (ayy)

[chorus: 556zoo]
if i’m lyin’ and i’m fly (for real)
drac’ sh+lls, n+gga, get to come out that iron (come here)
catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron (get pressed)
give f+ck what you talkin’ ’bout, get hit with that nine (for real)
hopped out, that’s lil’ bro (lil’ bro)
catch an opp down bad, send shots at his ‘fro (come here)
b+tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole (yah)
b+tch ain’t from the north, but this sh+t get cold (no cap)
[verse 1: yayo105]
ayy, i’m out the trap with a big four+oh
n+gga spin over here, bet his ass get smoked
these rap n+ggas cap, most of these n+ggas hoes
n+gga runnin’ his lip, put a gl!ck to his nose
why you cuff on that b+tch? i put d+ck in her throat
got limousine shots, i ain’t gotta reload
i’ma hop out a whip, it’s some shots at his ‘fro
give a f+ck who you is, i’ma up it and blow
we don’t wanna vibe, ayy, we grew up in ’em trenches
n+gga flex, headshot man, frrt gon’ blitz him
drac’ got kick and it blow like a whistle
f+ck what you thought, n+gga mug, then i’m hittin’
wherever i’m at, b+tch, i’m clutchin’ my glizzy
i don’t f+ck with too many ’cause most n+ggas b+tches
claim he a stepper, his brother be snitchin’
(when i walk down, i ain’t leavin’ no witness)

[chorus: 556zoo]
if i’m lyin’ and i’m fly (no cap)
drac’ sh+lls, n+gga, get to come out that iron (come here)
catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron (pressed)
give f+ck what you talkin’ ’bout, get hit with that nine
hopped out, that’s lil’ bro (lil’ bro)
catch an opp down bad, send shots at his ‘fro (at his ‘fro)
b+tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole (with a pole)
b+tch ain’t from the north, but this sh+t get cold (get cold)
[verse 2: 556zoo]
greenlight gang, b+tch, you know we on go (on go)
tools send these shots, i ain’t trustin’ no ho (f+ck it)
why you cuffin’ that thot? why you lovin’ that ho? (for real)
put my d+ck in her mouth just to make me a score (on six)
gotta keep me a fire ’cause this sh+t’ll get risky (no cap)
try to pull on that lane, pop out, we gon’ flip you (flip)
n+ggas talk to the phones when this sh+t get wicked
no cap, many b+tches still stuck on “no pity” (no cap)
glock 19 hit him up, get silly (that n+gga silly)
that n+gga set my way, then my fire gettin’ p+ssy (lil’ p+ssy)
he’ll post with the tool in the hood, call him diddy
b+tch speakin’ on bro, broad day we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
pull up, fifty shots round in the glizzy
triple threat, me, g and rick, my brick
we’ll clear this b+tch out, we’ll leave this b+tch empty
smokin’ dead guys and my ass get dizzy (no cap)

[chorus: 556zoo]
if i’m lyin’ and i’m fly
drac’ sh+lls, n+gga, get to come out that iron
catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron
give f+ck what you talkin’ ’bout, get hit with that nine
hopped out, that’s lil’ bro
catch an opp down bad, send shots at his ‘fro
b+tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole
b+tch ain’t from the north, but this sh+t get cold (but this sh+t get cold)



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