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zayy marcel - busta rhymes (remix) lyrics

fa a couple hunnids, n-gga you can get yo life ended
we can drown the block, pull up masked, with all the windows tinted
yeah, masked up like we surgeons, my legacy is emergin
we pull up on any lurkin, to pop em open like virgins
remember when i was hurtin, couldn’t find god but i was searchin
all that pain it had a purpose, all that grinding now it’s worth it
n-ggas rock wit us, claim they real, but playing both teams
make sure we get them p-ssies from all angles like a p-rn scene
gotta secure the bag and make sure i’m always strapped
cause they done took my n-ggas, no i can’t get em back
jump suit with the grip on a pole like ma n-ggas running track
glizzy tucked in my sweats and that big choppa resting on ma lap
paper on top of paper, i set plays like i’m the quarter back
that iron go reckless, don’t do no talking while i’m holding that
buddy looking at me and he thinking i’m next
til the thought was reciprocated and hollows eating chest
i made this sh-t out of nothing and got every reason to flex
and i’m on these n-ggas heads i think i got a few in this tech
no sympathy fa no n-gga, leave the scene with bare expressions
i don’t joke with n-ggas, clips longer than b-tches hair extensions
i don’t even pay attention to sh-t lacking an @ or mention
sad that i gotta pop up and pop off, just to release the tension
raid a n-gga sh-t like the insecticide
blow his sh-t back leave his whole entire head section wide
sticked up like the feds ma n-gga see our collection prime
product of environment, 810 is where connections ride
on a mission, dropping n-ggas that’s blocking ma tunnel vision
n-ggas switching, said they’d never change, n-gga can see the difference
brought the drummond, with my n-ggas, think that i’m rolling with pistons
man i been about this sh-t, dripping sauce and pumping ambition
i take all the shots, no need of -ssistance, think i’m kobe
i done did a lot of sh-t, i know karma gone bring back on me
try to up the score on us, send that sh-t back just like a goalie
never put trust in these hoes man i wish i listened to brody
it’s a shawty on that tip, she said she love me, b-tch stop
just come through for a quickie, get fixed up like pitstops
show me momma raised a freak, clapping soon as that -ss drop
deep stroking in that p-ssy and k!ll her with backshots
aye, i’ll go to war for my family, no i am not afraid
you don’t know how many days i stayed up and prayed fa change
it be the ones on yo turf that’s praying fa you to fall
keep my guard up, realized most of you n-ggas ain’t real at all
said go to war for my family, no i am not afraid
you don’t know how many days i stayed up and prayed fa change
it be the ones on yo turf that’s praying fa you to fall
keep my guard up, realized most of you n-ggas ain’t real at all.

- zayy marcel lyrics

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