getrichzay - 2 min freestyle lyrics
[intro: getrichzay & 556zoo]
go, got a murder
yeah, uh (let’s go)
yeah
[verse: getrichzay & 556zoo]
they say, “please, don’t take it there,” we gon’ take it there (we gon’ take it, )
better not play with that gang (what else?), them boys ain’t playin’ fair (them boys ain’t playin’ fair, aight, come on)
get that lo’, them boys gon’ spin (spin), spin just like a state fair (better go get that boy)
yeah, uh, better not call me twin ’cause i don’t care (just like, get your brother hit)
slimy gang, better not show your hand (yeah, n+gga), n+gga, i triplе+double dare (i triple+doublе dare)
know i’m stapped up everywhere (know i’m strapped), big glock in my underwear (uh, glock, glock)
n+gga gon’ die, he think he gangster, b+tch think he the toughest here (he the toughest here, aight, come on)
know i keep that fire, keep that b+tch like a souvenir (i keep that fire)
send shots just like, the f+ck this live? one chop, you would think it was two in here (would think it was two in here)
yeah, n+gga get drilled, he play in this b+tch, know i got that screw in here (know i got that screw)
uh, so much different clips, you would think was makin’ a movie in here (aight, come on)
like we do magic, up that stick and poof his ass, he disappear (aight, come on)
i’m slimy gang, i see a chain, zoo, come here, let me whisper in your ear (six, six, go)
uh, he got racks (racks), bet my shooter go crack his ass like a candle, b
got his addy, we gon’ up that score like we play for the cali’, n+gga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
up that drac’, n+gga get hit with this b+tch, gon’ crawl like a caterpillar (aight, up that stick)
and he wasn’t no shooter, soon we hopped in the car, n+gga sat in the middle (i ain’t with that, no)
d+mn, uh, n+gga be actin’ gangster, he sweet as h+ll like a pack of snickers (aight, come on)
i ain’t gon’ speak on no sh+t i did if you wasn’t my target, was accidental (aight, come on)
uh, swing the door, crash the rental, opps inside a blender (aight, come on)
b+tch just told me her name like fifteen minutes ago and i can’t remember (aight, come on)
uh, try think ’bout last time i was broke, n+gga, i can’t remember (i was broke)
they like, zay, f+ck you got on a coat? n+gga, it ain’t december (yeah, got on a coat, aight, come on)
uh, tuckin’ this draco, f+ck n+gga play with, his life get cold like winter (n+gga get cold like, aight, come on)
uh, f+ck n+gga play, he get poked, but this b+tch more than a swinger (aight, come on, let’s go)
i don’t want that b+tch, he simpin’ ’bout that ho and i already hit her (already bent that ho)
uh, sayin’ it’s smoke (uh+uh), he trippin’ ’bout that b+tch, he might go k!ll her (uh, aight, come on, i don’t want that b+tch)
uh, keep my pistol (bah), i don’t f+ck with n+ggas, i’m getrich adolf hitler (bah)
uh, get his lo’, cap on his ass (aight), we fry his ass just like a sk!llet (go k!ll him, aight, come on)
let’s get it (go), hit they block (go), won’t take me a minute (ayy, come on, aight, come on)
hit they car, i don’t care who in it (yeah, here you go), better not pull up fast with your windows tinted (aight, come on)
police askin’ questions, my name benny, i ain’t in it (aight, come on)
hate when n+ggas be thinkin’ they created a wave and they ain’t even did it (i did, aight, come on)
how you gon’ tell us to push up to your hood and you ain’t even in it? (aight, come on)
i was gon’ take that sh+t to the next door, young n+ggas already did it
fresh as h+ll, that c came from the moncler with the moncler fitted (aight, come on)
that was off top my head, i swear i been rappin’ for more than a minute (they know that rapper)
yeah, we load up them cars, get that drop, we gon’ hop right in it (aight, come on)
had to tell my young n+gga, “chill,” i swear he addicted to spinnin’, uh (spin)
[outro: getrichzay & 556zoo]
aight, come on
i swear he addicted to spinnin’
get on his ass, boom, boom, boom
mm+mm, know what i tell ’em n+ggas
back+to+back, b+tch, six play with it, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
six sh+t, n+gga, don’t get your ho hit (yeah)
six sh+t, get your b+tch hit
ayy, y’all know what the f+ck goin’ on, tap the f+ck in
b+tch, we got this carolina sh+t, f+ck you if you ain’t with us
six sh+t, get your b+tch hit
dracos make your sh+t split
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