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woosh (7th) - gaza lyrics

[intro]
jump in the ride with mask and hoody
that’s how it goes in the gaza, woody
gaza

[verse 1]
them man move petty like they work for sh-ll
you got chinged and wooshed, my brudah, juss firm that l
and i love waps so much, that i might give a verse for bells
bells come cheap nowadays, might as well throw in a 12
better yet i love hand tings as well
ill tan you for free, c1 will as well
3 him up, he went jail for a dotz in his room
man still step with a wap in the booth
i’m tryna pop a range, and bro tryna match one too
if you get wrapped for your food and try call man back, then you know you a fool
the gaza ting contagious, my brudah, you might end up catching a flu
this long-range, i won’t aim from far
i pull straps, i ain’t playing with bras
you man ain’t real, nah, that’s a facade
and you’re defo having a laugh
bro told me no waps in the car
i f-cked up, and i just lost two
mistake well learned, now that’s in the past
its only last week that’s not far
and you can be with your darg, that ain’t gon make shyt harder
and you can get it together or serve separate like a starter
get it in your chest, tryna leave you weezy like carter
— juss pull up, how many waps mans put in the gaza

[hook]
jump in the ride with mask and hoody
that’s how it goes in the gaza, woody
gaza settings, gaza drillings, gaza bullies
gaza wettings, gaza dippers, gaza zoobies
no half heart ting, gaza fully
gaza wap in the car, that’s a big firearm, so you know we can’t take this pully
ump in the ride with mask and hoody
that’s how it goes in the gaza, woody
gaza settings, gaza drillings, gaza bullies
gaza wettings, gaza dippers, gaza zoobies
no half heart ting, gaza fully
gaza wap in the car, that’s a big firearm, so you know we can’t take this pully

[bridge]
gaza gaza, woody, gaza gaza, woody
should he come to woody?
yes, he should, but would he?
violation fully
opps get hit, and then don’t hit nuttin back
then jump in the booth and rap how could he
b-tch said i look nice in this hat, this a balaclava, not no wolly

[verse 2]
trident onto man, gang unit onto man
feeling to go wash my bands, way before i wash my hands
but i find it hard cuh they’re onto man
not just me, 1 / 2 man, you can’t call me for 1 / 2 grams
and i already told you man, that i sold it to 1 / 2 fans
ain’t gotta give my young bro mashes, he already has his guns
got a slim ting holding my mash, you already know shes a local one
pick up my phone on a phonecall one, tell her i’m on route. phonecall done
give that mash to my young bro, h-ll give it to his young boy tell him “go on son”
we got like three generations of riders, and my generations is the oldest one
i smoke gelato and biscotti, and on the side, i eat coconuts
you’re juss a waste of time, i ain’t gon throw no slug, i might juss throw a punch
you’re looking broke as f-ck, juss go to cunch

[outro]
fre-
fre-
freeze
m1onthebeat

- woosh 7th lyrics

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