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lil zay osama - chase em down lyrics

[intro: lil zay osama]
gang
gang (gang, gang), gang
oh my god, what it this? an l beat

[chorus: lil zay osama]
chase him down, glah (come here)
he on the ground, get up (get up)
hand me his mask, hit up (they hit up)
his ass can’t get up, mhm (frrah, frrah)
if he lands, pick him up, tell ’em, “go dig him up”, mhm (tell ’em, “go dig him up)
now he a dead homie, f+ck all of your dead homies (f+ck all of your dead homies), mhm
it was messy on the scene, we left his ass with red on ’em (red on ’em)
pull up on ’em, bail out on ’em
full swings (come here), we ain’t sparin’ no n+gga (grrah, frrah)
smoke his ass, a bold b+tch (bold b+tch)
get up closе in person with this gen five (mhm), four nickеl (mhm, grrah)
[verse 1: g herbo]
ayy, fifteen shot my first bl!ck, next week put on six capes (no cap)
used to be drillin’, now i’m rich
they still spinnin’, shall drench
stuck in the trenches, i was lit
n+gga ask jay p and mick
and i have to come do ’em legit (no bap)
still gotta move with a stick (no bap)
he don’t know what to do with the switch (brrt)
got to send more than two on the blitz (phew)
yeah, my gang get wicked, the sickest
we don’t leave no n+ggas with sticthes
used to stay on the opps, i was viscous
saw my momma, you n+ggas b+tches
i still be in the ‘raq taking pictures
so a lot of you lil’ n+ggas b+tches, p+ssy
finish missions, got exited
free lil’ inch, gotta fight it
making statements, n+ggas writing
she gettin’ fishy, i don’t like it
four+nick like some lightning
catch a vick, this b+tch a strike ’em
it did so much sh+t as strikers
pretty clique, don’t indicted (shh)

[chorus: lil zay osama]
chase him down (come here), glah
he on the ground (get up), get up (get up)
hand me his mask (they hit up), hit up
his ass can’t get up (frrah, frrah), mhm
if he lands, pick him up, tell ’em, “go dig him up”, mhm (tell ’em, “go dig him up)
now he a dead homie, f+ck all of your dead homies (f+ck all of your dead homies)
chase him down, glah (glah)
he on the ground, get up (get up)
hand me his mask, hit up (hit up)
his ass can’t get up, mhm
if he lands, pick him up, tell ’em, “go dig him up”, mhm (dig him up)
now he a dead homie (dead homies), f+ck all of your dead homies (all of your dead homies), mhm
[verse 2: lil zay osama]
bud light in that benz (that benz) with that drum on me (drum)
this yo’ days, don’t hit the floor, you better not run from me (frrah, frrah)
catch up, i’ma stand over yo’ ass (i’ma stand over yo’ ass)
f+ck them cameras, you know i got mask (you know i got mask)
it’s on the news, his ass got blast four times in the face, i’m knowin’ he fried (glah), n+gga
ayy, light the room, pick on facebook, got yo’ face took
aim (aim), when i stunt at them n+ggas (n+gga) i rob, they know how i rock (n+gga), so they shook (they shook)
all my opps dyin’, when it comes to bodies, you know how they look (you know how they look)
i been disrespecting all my opps so much that i got my page took (f+ck ’em)
we can’t catch ’em, k!llers brothers
fonem died, they mommas cryin’
f+ck it (huh?), we make yo’ momma suffer (make yo’ momma suffer)
n+gga, we breed k!llers, i can make obama tuff (obama tuff)
really from the mud, learned from my mommas brothers (learned from my mommas brothers)
catch a body next day, don’t think nothin’ of it (don’t think nothin’ of it, glah, glah, glah, glah)

- lil zay osama lyrics

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