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607 - shaka zulu lyrics

d.j. ok!!

la da da, roll with me

trend setter
give a f-ck what you do
sticks drums
shaka got d-mn zulu
hold up, b-tch
you misunderstood 6
i be f-cking with the hood
you sucking the hood d-ck
holup
gone and let the boy juug, sh-t
gone and let the boy juug
gone and let the boy juug, sh-t
gone and let the boy juug
i ain’t really wanna do it to ’em
but they didn’t think that i could
gone and let the boy juug, sh-t
gone and let the boy juug

hop up out the car (rep)
bullets falling off my lap (you see em)
battery on 15% (d-mn)
baby just sent me a snap (naked)
607 blucifix (yikes)
i don’t cape and i don’t cap (never)
but i did fall in love with my motherf-cking straps (yeah)
turned it up with no cosign (solid)
rap is great, god is good (pray)
tapes b-mping like romine (dig)
gone and let the boy juug (wooh!)
turtle wax on my hood (heh)
nasty fashion b-tch ugh! (heh)
i ain’t really wanna do it to ’em
but they didn’t think that i could (i had to)

p-ssy hallways dirty always that’s the soil god chose (gutter)
crack smoke in my nose (daily)
from that struggle grew a rose (yuh)

everyday the same jokes (n-gg-s)
they was joning on the bold (stuntin)
teacher said i didn’t apply myself
i was like f-ck you b-tch i’m getting drove (b-tch)

all my life i been a underdog (woof)
so it’s only right i f-ck b-tches (stab)
bout to put some diamonds on my collar (bling)
glowed up on a f-ck n-gg- (yikes)

i ain’t try a get in touch with you – b-tch
don’t you be lying to my auntie
i’m an old baller sidney moncrief
my life revolve around one street

hook
trend setter
give a f-ck what you do
sticks drums
shaka got d-mn zulu
hold up, b-tch
you misunderstood 6
i be f-cking with the hood
you sucking the hood d-ck
holup
gone and let the boy juug, sh-t
gone and let the boy juug
gone and let the boy juug, sh-t
gone and let the boy juug
i ain’t really wanna do it to ’em
but they didn’t think that i could
gone and let the boy juug, sh-t
gone and let the boy juug

verse 2

motherf-cker think he know me ’cause i call him homie
b-tch i’m not the one (i promise)
keep my name off your tongue (thank ya)
you have not seen all my guns (n-gg-)

when you really bout smoke you don’t exhale
keep it in your lungs (try me)
cook a play up with my thumbs (quick)
you got insufficient funds (bruh)

i’m a bald head nut, ski mask fits me perfect let’s jump (i’m ready)
fresh gucci store mannequin (drape)
you forever 21 (drove)

special sauce papa john’s (drip)
all the toppings i’m supreme (king)
tell the truth he could’ve won (low key)
but all his opps on his team (shame)

f-ck it up, (ay) f-ck it up (ay)
get me a check and i f-ck it up
f-ck it up (ay) f-ck it up (ay)
n-gg- told me i ain’t tough enough (what?)

n-gg-s got corpse and prisoner fetishes
promise no cappin that’s a fact (crazy)
you only look up to n-gg-s who got caught
type of backwards sh-t is that?! (drove)

all my life i got it out the mud (grind)
so it’s only right i ride dirty (strapped)
100 round magazine plug (cans)
gone on with your little 30 (that’s cute)

i’m gonna get you back don’t worry – b-tch
i just will not jump stupid (nah)
i’m a free man you a doofus
being locked up ain’t no cool sh-t

bridge

ain’t nothing going on
but i’m up, my money’s long
and i’m flexing on these clones
they’re gonna say i’m wrong

i don’t give a f-ck lil n-gg-
you gotta run it up lil n-gg-
you sound kind of sus lil n-gg-
you can’t f-ck with us lil n-gg- (shaka!)

it’s something you gotta see, i can’t explain it
they don’t like when you’re living good
shaka zulu and i’m having things
la da da, roll with me

it’s too much you can’t stand it
i know, i know, i know (yeah)
la da da, roll with me

- 607 lyrics

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