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zotiyac - rockout lyrics

[verse]
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never forgive, we don’t never forget
never forgive, we don’t never forgive
we ain’t for none, we don’t never take sh-t
we don’t leave without none, i’ma take me some sh-t
ay, yellow tape me some sh-t
ay, earthquake, haiti this sh-t
how my clip just be shaking, i’m shaving yo’ sh-t
drop the pen, we erasing yo’ sh-t
he pillow talk to these b-tches
be honest, lil boy, that’s a b-tch move
ay, semi on me, who gon’ hold me?
this sh-t got a grip like jiu jitsu
ay, and n-gga, when sh-t hit the fan then you know that your -ss getting hit too
ay, i open my bag, pull a bank out it
pull out the cash and don’t think ’bout it
uh, new 30 clip moving through some sh-t
you want some smoke, n-gga, do some sh-t
come on now, who really do this sh-t?
count a few thou’ off youtube and sh-t
i might just pop me a molly
we skate on n-ggas then pop ’em like ollies
he wanna act, put a cast on his body
i’m sipping on actavis back at the lobby
n-ggas get strange when they notice they got clout
popping a lot but that n-gga don’t pop out
b-tch, i rock out with my glock out
n-ggas ain’t balling like nba lockouts
hundred round clip beat yo’ face up, he need some make up
he need some milk, put that tape up
p-ssy, you better not wake up
he gon’ get wasted, tell all yo’ homies don’t wait up
ay
shoot a f-ck boy in his face
hit his funeral, then shoot the wake up
opps getting smoked up, the remains getting scr-ped up
if you not finna loc up or at least lace up, mouth better stay shut
run up, run into a laser
tell ’em take flight or get lost like malaysia
ugh
sipping on fanta, you n-ggas fantasia
my sh-t hit sharp like a razor
come serve yo’ -ss like a waiter
p-ssy, you not serving packs, get yo’ weight up
load up and spray, empty out of that k, bruh
when n-gga get in my way, he go way up
and still, i got manners
we shot that boy down and we told him to stay up

[hook]
weapon on me, boy, f-ck your homies
k!ll off his family ’til he get lonely
i keep that thang, you cannot run up on me
i bet he won’t catch a shot for his homie
weapon on me, boy, f-ck your homies
k!ll off his family ’til he get lonely
i keep that thang, you cannot run up on me
i bet he won’t catch a shot for his homie

- zotiyac lyrics

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