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iayze, arthur cr4zy wesley - 556 (green tip) remix lyrics

ayy (b+tch), b+tch, i’m groovy
(one and only)
he ain’t no blood, he ain’t this, he ain’t that, he ain’t a mac, too (he ain’t a mac too)
sayin’ this and that, b+tch, it’s gon’ get you clapped too
i be like, uh, b+tch, uh

[chorus]
i’m talkin’ green tip, 5.56, and a bl!ck too (ayy)
oh, he lack? bl!ck him, bl!ck him, bl!ck you (n+gga)
oh, we on that sh+t too, i used to hit l!cks too
n+gga shot a k at me, okay, but he missed too
he ain’t this, he ain’t that
he ain’t a blood, he ain’t a mac
he be saying this and that, it’s gon’ get him clapped too
ridin’ with a big mac, b+tch, this ain’t no fast food (b+tch)
i just shot a foul ball, it’s good because i made the rules (n+gga)

[verse]
that boy sweet as h+ll, why you think he stayed in school? (ayy)
i used to bang it out with opps, the police take my tool (b+tch)
i be like “f+ck the wannabes,” they be like, “iayze a fool”
it ain’t sh+t to get her on her knees, all i gotta do is keep it cool (ayy)
ayy, who is he? (who is he?)
i like green tip, 5.56, my arps (n+gga, ayy)
i like pouring tris, f+ckin’ hoes, and throwing c’s (b+tch, ayy)
she love d’usse, shaking ass, and love smoking my weed (b+tch, ayy)
i use to post up on that block, fifty cent for a single, i ain’t have no weed
the i8 i’m in, ain’t came wit’ no keys (okay, nyoom)
she want me save a b+tch, i ain’t christopher reeves (b+tch, i ain’t no superman)
say she a sl+t, then she get sl+t, i get my nut, and then i leave (b+tch)
[chorus]
i’m talkin’ green tip, 5.56, and a bl!ck too (ayy)
oh, he lack? bl!ck him, bl!ck him, bl!ck you (n+gga)
oh, we on that sh+t too, i used to hit l!cks too
n+gga shot a k at me, okay, but he missed too
he ain’t this, he ain’t that
he ain’t a blood, he ain’t a mac
he be saying this and that, it’s gon’ get him clapped too
ridin’ with a big mac, b+tch, this ain’t no fast food (huh, okay)
i just shot a foul ball, it’s good because i made the rules (n+gga, b+tch)

[outro arthur cr4zy & wesley]
ha+ha+ha
these n+ggas maricuri, calma ae, aumenta

[verse 2 arthur cr4zy]
o miguel é feio
e não sabe rebolar
o wesley é igual ele que ele é um bosta, (ey yo eyo eh)
e o miguel sempre toma caneta no futsal pra mim
e ele é um bosta e nunca mais é o fim

[verse 3 wesley]
mas ele não, eu fazi um gol sozinho rimando, eu fiz um gol
(uh uh uh uh)
ele não conseguiu pegar a bola de mim (n+gga, miguel, é, feio, ele é)
[verse 4 arthur cr4zy & wesley]
parece uma boneca, ele é o hulk, ele é feio pra caralho
ele é muito feio pra caralho pra caraio
mas ele perde pra mim em um jogo de bola ae, mas ele nem rima
ele não toma banho ele só lava o cabelo na pia
mas ele, mas ele, mas o pinto dele (uh uh uh)

[laughs]

[outro]
chega kauã, chega chega, che+

[translation]

[outro arthur cr4zy & wesley]
haha ha these n+ggas maricuri, calm down, increase

[verse 2 arthur cr4zy]
miguel is ugly and doesn’t know how to twerk
wesley is just like him he’s a sh+t, (ey yo eyo eh)
and miguel always takes a pen in futsal for me
and he’s a t+rd and it’s never over

[verse 3 wesley]
but not him, i scored a goal alone rhyming, i scored a goal (uh uh uh uh) he couldn’t get the ball from me (n+gga, miguel, yeah, ugly, he is)
[verse 4 arthur cr4zy & wesley]
he looks like a doll, he’s the hulk, he’s ugly as f+ck, he’s so f+cking ugly, as sh+t
but he loses to me at a ball game yeah, but he doesn’t even rhyme he doesn’t shower he just washes his hair in the sink, but him, but him, but his d+ck (uh uh uh)

[laughs]

[outro]
enough kay, enough enough, eno+

[chorus]
i’m talkin’ green tip, 5.56, and a bl!ck too (ayy)
oh, he lack? bl!ck him, bl!ck him, bl!ck you (n+gga)
oh, we on that sh+t too, i used to hit l!cks too
n+gga shot a k at me, okay, but he missed too
he ain’t this, he ain’t that
he ain’t a blood, he ain’t a mac
he be saying this and that, it’s gon’ get him clapped too
ridin’ with a big mac, b+tch, this ain’t no fast food (huh, okay)
i just shot a foul ball, it’s good because i made the rules (n+gga, b+tch)

[outro]
(ayy)
think he stayed in school, ayy
bang it out with opps, the police take my tool, b+tch (ayy)
they be like, “iayze a fool”
all i gotta do is keep it cool
(ayy, okay)
(keep it cool)
(who is he? who is he?)

- iayze arthur cr4zy wesley lyrics

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