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zotiyac - throwyomic lyrics

[chorus]
i’m 100 like wack
n+gga he not yac
get a weak opp wacked
and the beat by whack
get ’em jack like black
put a f+ck n+gga up
send a f+ck n+gga down
just for having them racks
boy we know yo’ type
zero, xerox n+gga, i’m the prototype
how the f+ck he outside, he don’t tote no pipe
f+ck n+gga talkin’ sh+t, make me throw yo’ mic
like how?
me and twin post on that block like he marc and i’m pau
blowin’ them talons his head wrapped up with a towel
k!ll a n+gga in the kitchen, he die on the tile

[verse 1]
opp at the show poppin’ sh+t and we hit thе stage roll ’em like loud
hit that big rеd b+tton and switch up the crowd
seen the whole in that boy everybody like “wow”
everybody like “d+mn”
b+tch ass n+gga talk wack, get hit with that wam like skrrt, blam
then the clumsy ass n+gga ass fell tried to up a hi point his sh+t jammed
i’ma stick to the plan
can’t take no offer ’cause i’ma need more than like 300 grand
it’s like 300 shots, that’s like 50 on each of us, 6 of us stuffed in the lamb’ truck van
in the lamb’ with them chops
lame ass n+gga try to take off on the vet and he land with the doc
get that boy body slammed like the rock
with the clear drum mag you can see through 5+0 on me, f+ck cops
and they broke f+ck opps
i be pourin’ out liquor and rollin’ up dope for my n+ggas up top
know my n+ggas up glocks, i keep on cl!ckin’ until that b+tch or until that b+tch stop
or until this b+tch pop
ain’t no prescription for none of the sh+t that i put in this pop, you get put in this box
f+ck around make me pop put like a horror movie n+gga outside
[verse 2]
i’m like ayy+ayy+ayy
b+tch call me daddy whenever she see me my aka
that b+tch feel on my d+ck and she already squirtin’ a n+gga get murked when the ak spray
n+gga talk all that sh+t, but he see me in person he ain’t say nun’ tryna save they face
told a n+gga like f+ck all yo’ homies they dead and if you really trippin’ you could take they place
i ain’t sorry no n+gga who talk like they gangsta and then they get murdered they made they grave
n+ggas act like they big independent like us, but they ain’t most these n+ggas done paid they way
n+ggas front like they all be so ready to die when u back out that chop like “wait wait, wait”
get a f+ck n+gga baked
zip his ass up and leave brains at the bottom of the bag like shake

- zotiyac lyrics

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