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yb gaza - it is what it is lyrics

[verse 1: yb]
it is what it is
most of the guys got life
but we still gon’ slide cuz’ it is what it is
if i said that the opps don’t ride
that would be a lie, cuz’ it wouldn’t be beef
but they ain’t touched none of the gs
bro just threw man the brucky
i need red sweets ‘cah i only got green
i said that it’s one, i mean it
most of the guys on tour
but i ain’t that [?], get ’round for the cause
or give me a reason
no, they ain’t winnin’ this beef, they’re tweakin’
no, they ain’t drilled on our streets, they’re speakin’
i’m on the backroad g with my family
tryna turn man off, that’s 22gz and a bl!cky, tryna burn man’s top
i hang with the local crashers
i dunno about htc
i rid that bird and they put me on mappa
if i get caught red+handed
(i don’t еven know what happened)
thеm boys got a point to prove
that’s why they do that internet cappin’
the hammers are old, the dingers are new
gang took cells off road like phones
they know we ain’t spillin’ civilian juice
2+car convoy, fill it with 2
when an opp gets got, that’s brilliant news
get ’round in an amr pn
bad b in my dm, she’s feelin’ my tunes
tryna spin that block, put him in my zoot
[chorus: yb, c1nna]
don’t slip, don’t trip when the mandem pull up
way before waps, man had man’s jooka
g pack, i dunno about tooka
don’t wanna see the mandem pull up
dulla, if you had a chance, you shoulda
my shank’s spilled juice on streets
still don’t know about you and your jooka
don’t know about you and your pole
if my phone got [?], imma take man’s pro
burn that bridge, make a friend turn foe
when more than the am but skeng comes, though
so i’m up in the trap with bits of both
got bits of both
so i’m still on bail for the am
and i got four for the skeng, though
still on the block with a skeng, though
smoke to your bro on an endo

[verse 2: c1nna]
if i said it, i mean it
hold up, gimme a reason
f+ck a wrist watch, new feelings in season
if i beat it, somebody’s bleedin’
and my young boy comes ’round time and says, “aw, i’m finna light man’s head”
he’s too lucky he got two from the brucky
then i went wild and cheffed
we got corn for promo
free cb, my bro+bro
swear i need to hug that n+gga, no h0m+
and i really don’t care if you’re bolo
this corn here come thicker than rollo
do it with bro, do it on my solo
i’m the reason forest gate is a no+go
they won’t run+in, run+in
bro did that in the 6, ++++
that one there was stunnin’
and he slapped him in the ++++
f+ck what he says, bro+bro only had one in
can’t even talk on drills, too tough
done too much, they know how i still comin’
don’t wanna see what i’m on
talk on my name, you’ll see me rise up suttin’
don’t [?] me, way too tappy
and we get ’round in a stolen mazda
i wanna see that drill that day
me and bro did that bait, on camera
show me an opp, there’s no debate
swing it or sweets, i swear, i’m tanna
buck me in the flesh, you’ll know it’s real
i know i’m bad, no joke, no badda
[chorus: yb, c1nna]
don’t slip, don’t trip when the mandem pull up
way before waps, man had man’s jooka
g pack, i dunno about tooka
don’t wanna see the mandem pull up
dulla, if you had a chance, you shoulda
my shank’s spilled juice on streets
still don’t know about you and your jooka
don’t know about you and your pole
if my phone got [?], imma take man’s pro
burn that bridge, make a friend turn foe
when more than the am but skeng comes, though
so i’m up in the trap with bits of both
got bits of both
so i’m still on bail for the am
and i got four for the skeng, though
still on the block with a skeng, though
smoke to your bro on an endo

- yb gaza lyrics

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