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quay osama x zack monte - let's talk about it lyrics

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[verse 1: quay osama]
gotta keep a gun i’m not just anybody, (uh uh)
i told bro if hand u my gun u betta hit somebody (on bro)
i’m out riding around with some big sht that a stop a body
laws be out can’t get caught wit this gun cause it might have some bodies

yo brother he dead f+ck that n+ggas let’s talk about it
bro like what if slide threw the hood i told em i highly doubt it
n+ggas be in houses that
n+ggas don’t be sliding n+ggas they still pouting
i told bro be patient we gone catch em we don’t hit up houses

i ain’t gone lie i keep a heat like that n+gga wade
62s hot sh+lls hit his head give his ass a fade

my clip heavy hold 30. filled wit fmj’s

i can’t cuff a b+tch for sh+t sorry b+tch i like getting laid

n+ggas l stеady tellin stories told em flip thе page

same n+ggas y’all be sliding for n+ggas don’t know y’all name

i just f+cked on 2 twin sisters iont even know they name

we got lasers on our glocks but we still won’t hit em from a range

yo b+tch can’t sit up innis car cause she get wet innit
30 clip wasn’t enough i had to slap the vect innit
bro he inna kitchen beat the blender michael jackson wit it
and if i get jammed up for them bodies i still can’t admit i did it

told the b+tch if u knew better b+tch u a do better
me and bro trust cop some new guns
but we ain’t née steppers
i ain’t know we kilt that opp n+gga till i seen 3 letters
i put sites on all my guns so i can see better

attachments on my gun this b+tch got the pack a punch
i told bro yea i like faces opps

he like bro just pass the blunt

i just f+cked a b+tch i’m out of breath i need a asthma pump

the last opp he tried to run i guess he wasn’t fast enough

[verse 2: zack monte}
i done stack that money up so tight i think the band broke , mr. do her dirty but be cleaner than sum hand soap

he diss all he want think them likes gone get his ass hope
wish a n+gga would grab a chain gone get his ass choked, this b+tch think her baby daddy tuff gone get his ass poked, but she can still get cracked and get sent home just like the last hoe , if he ask me did i f+ck his b+tch gone let his ass know , and if she wanna come fck on the gang let her ass go

i might leave his as a like pac but i’ll still let quay hit em up , if me and bro catch em from both sides he won’t be getting up, say she got a n+gga imma laugh cause ion give a fck, this b+tch it go too fast i just might crash and f+ck the rental up

told that b+tch if u knew better than u a do better, gotta black b+tch but she half white i call her cruella

i can’t wear my ice up in the summer need a new weather , big always stay wit the cheese he need sum new cheddar

- quay osama x zack monte lyrics

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