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yung mazi – last suppa lyrics

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come around every now and then i get a little bit lonely and your never coming round

[verse1: yung mazi]
hol up po up
won’t serve where i lay my head at
you dead; don’t bring the bread back
my lifestyle got the feds mad
just made me want a bigger bag
i’m kickin’, pimpin’ at the jigga pad
i got way more swag then trinidad
i pop xans when i’m feeling bad
i count bands when i’m feeling bad
she doing it wit no hands and ain’t feeling bad
yung rich n-gga you can see the cash
they can see my eyes through the ski mask
rolled up on em’ and pulled the trigger fast
ima buss you n-gga on my flag
fours on my feet
same outfit all week
murder a n-gga they covered with sheets
it ain’t nothing for me to delete
they pick me up i will not speak
stayed down on the block in my cleats
a promblem the yoppa release
my b-tch got the yoppa on repeat
she love when we beef
because i give her more meat

[hook: yung mazi]
i’m about to clock in it’s time to hustle
iv’e been chasing,chasing,chasing duffles
trying to slow it down the feds rush ya
i hope tonight don’t be my last suppa
i pray tonight don’t be last suppa (x4)
real hustle!!!!

[verse2: yung mazi]
hol up boot up
i’m on a molly n-gga f-ck suppa
mazi n-gga he was born a hustla
my junkies n-gga they were born customers
my k!llers with me they were born punishers
not leaving here n-gga ; one of us
i regulate war and “g’s” like me
they see me and they run “dmc”
my b-tch transports the work to the dmv
common wealth so you know i’m straight
don’t move the money to late
in the morning n-gga will skate
my pyrex n-gga scream rape
in the mood i’ll take the food of your plate
you can hit my b-tch n-gga you can hit or rape
i don’t sleep n-gga so what’s late
if he snitch n-gga k!ll him for god sake
my patna f-cked behind the n-gga we gone spray the way
wake the dead and k!ll him again
get the bread; i jump over counters for my meds
my duffle handicapped; no legs
i can’t feel my face; yoppa in my lap
my money on the bed and my b-tch in the safe
don’t trust no bittch because these b-tches ain’t
me , mugs and nikko hit
that b-tch no who she f-cking wit

[hook]

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