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zotiyac - ion like lyrics

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[intro]
(wow, for the win, that could be it)
ayy, huh, yeah, ayy, huh

[verse]
i know these n+ggas don’t like me, i don’t give no f+ck and no n+gga gon’ fight me
’cause i’m finna shoot ’em, don’t ask why i don’t put no guns in my pics, b+tch, ’cause i’m finna use ’em (ayy)
really k!ll instrumentals, i’ll bruise ’em, b+tch, i’ll abuse ’em, ayy, huh, ayy, huh
put that b+tch boy in a sediment, have that boy wavin’ that flag like confederate, ayy
clip a b+tch n+gga, he edited, bet at the end of yo’ movie, i’m credited, ayy
don’t f+ck with bill clinton, this new .42 finna take of his head like the president, ayy
call “blue 42” like an audible, n+gga ain’t seein’, ain’t hear, i’m suppressin’ it (shh, shh)
foenem be smokin’ on decedents, i don’t hit them ’cause i can’t leave no evidence (yeah)
bust in that b+tch, she a murderer, got an abor++++ every time she got pregnant (ayy)
hop in that porsche and i’m gone, like a horse in the air, i be flyin’ like a pegasus (ayy)
f+ck all the opps, n+ggas know what the record is
ralph on they block, we be wreckin’ it (ralph on they block)
ayy, doin’ the dash on yo’ b+tch, tryna get my roll on, boy, i feel like a big timer (ayy, ayy)
f+ck on they b+tch, i get behind her
drop the hammer on that ho like i’m e. honda
eugh, these n+ggas, they can’t stand the rain, but i keep an umbrella like i f+ck with rihanna (ayy, yeah)
n+gga pushed up, i dropped back like a recliner
shot gon’ be major, yo’ death is gon’ be minor
ayy, i don’t like n+ggas, i don’t like n+ggas
i’ll shoot this b+tch up and i’ll fight n+ggas
ayy, ufc, n+gga get stabbed for some jewelry, i had one my young n+ggas ice+pick him (ayy)
’til the sub’ hold zero, we ice n+ggas
cut a n+gga out the play, straight slice n+ggas (ayy, ayy)
know they think we bad guys, be we nice n+ggas (ayy)
they gon’ catch us on the wrong f+ckin’ night, n+gga (wrong f+ckin’ night)
i can’t say sh+t, but 30 a grave digger
n+gga, give us our props, these ain’t play triggers (huh)
‘less she only f+ck me, i can’t stay with her
told that b+tch i ain’t stayin’ all day with her
want me to say sh+t that i cannot say to her
i can’t console her soul, i cannot play with her
she sleep around and i am not gon’ lay with her
that b+tch a thot, but i am not gon’ label her, huh (ayy)



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