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zotiyac - cockaroachez lyrics

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[hook]
i open can up spray the raid, n+ggas c+ckroaches
you chasing p+ssy not no bag you cannot be focused
b+tch i’m in the field every day, so i gotta tote it
new clip, k!ll a n+gga before i reload it
i’m reloaded now pull on his block, and straight blow it down
we loading up like bitcoin but it’s going down
b+tch i be with real hittas don’t give a f+ck bout going down
gave ’em a ounce for every body now he blowing pounds

[verse]
you a crash dummy a f+ck n+gga, you be holding out yo’ brothas
ain’t seen you in weeks you and yo’ b+tch keep going out
i’m a lil dummy, real n+gga, i be blowing out i’m po’d off this 4 ain’t gon remember if i smoke em now
ap, in the gucci bag, get to blowing out i’m toting on some sh+t make donald trump go bring the soldiers out
n+gga, you a non+factor
i pop yo’ ass in front of yo’ lil b+tch she pay my bond aftеr
n+gga, i caught manslaughter
i dropped ’em off on ann road i nеver been to ann harbor
firebomb a n+gga crib like it’s pearl harbor
caught ’em snoozing popped ’em in his sleep now his world darker
i can’t pick yo’ hoe ass up that’s gon’ be even harder
i’ll swing through, stick you up b+tch i’m peter parker
i just let off every clip i need to see a barber
get the b+tch picture then get wacked, now you see it larger
young black n+gga, i be in the field gotta watch my back n+gga
f+ck rap n+gga, somebody might get k!lled b+tch we cl!ck clack n+ggas i don’t lack n+gga, the f+ck you mean scr+p?
my n+ggas scratch n+ggas for the scratch n+gga
have you on yo’ ass or yo’ back n+gga
[hook]
i open can up spray the raid, n+ggas c+ckroaches
you chasing p+ssy not no bag you cannot be focused
b+tch i’m in the field every day, so i gotta tote it
new clip, k!ll a n+gga before i reload it
i’m reloaded now pull on his block, and straight blow it down
we loading up like bitcoin but it’s going down
b+tch i be with real hittas don’t give a f+ck bout going down
gave ’em a ounce for every body now he blowing pounds

[outro]
now he riding round with a 100 rd
tryna hit something
i told ’em if it ain’t no headshot he ain’t getting nothing
n+gga told me “shh” i’m on the job
its gon’ get done, and ain’t gon’ be no discrimination if his b+tch run



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