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lirik lagu no pity, pt. 2 – 556zoo

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[intro]
real dope boy, i cannot f*ck with no peons (at all)
he asked for lean, b*tch, i sold his ass free odd (remix)
flames, run the p, i shoot one kind (on six)
drive through this sh*t, go like bow tie (like bow tie)
f*ck, but i tell her— (ayy)
mister 556, man
(lil’ p on the beat, hee*hee*hee*hee)
danube lane, no cap

[chorus]
real dope boy, i cannot f*ck with no peons (at all)
he asked for lean, b*tch, i sold his ass free odd (on six)
tell him it’s flames, run the p, i shoot one kind (remix)
chop gotta drive through this sh*t, go like bow tie (let’s go)
b*tch tryna f*ck, but i tell her, “only one time” (only once)
i want thе dollars, i don’t give about no dimes (no dimes)
you in thе cut with this chop, b*tch, i’m outside (outside)
a n*gga pull up to the bricks and it’s shots fired (it’s a shot)
she a freak b*tch, eat the d*ck with the spoon (spoon)
get high off these dead guys, float to the moon (moon)
never tell a b*tch your stop, make you go get a room (room)
threw a fifty on the glock, now it sweep like a broom (let’s go)
grab that chop out the backseat, that b*tch go like, boom (what else?)
get the drop on an opp, b*tch, we makin’ a move
pop the buildin’, you know that i stay with the tool (ayy)
coolant kit on that chop (ayy) and that b*tch still don’t cool (ayy, come here)
[verse]
boy, how you tryna beef? you ain’t got you no gun (no gun)
if you b*tch a new wig, she get hit in the bond
top shotta, they know not to play, i’m the one
caught ’em down bad, take ’em off, gettin’ it done (what else?)
if you want you a feat, better come with the funds (six)
out the window with the stick, 23 like lebron (let’s go)
b*tch, i see an opp, i’ma fly and they run
she a thot b*tch, eat the d*ck leavin’ no crumbs (no crumbs, what else?)
i was down on my d*ck ’til i got me some buzz (on six)
a n*gga reach in this b*tch and i’ll take off your head, n*gga (on six)
step on an opp, like, you know we ain’t scared (we ain’t scared)
so many shots in this b*tch, we’ll flip, bust a v
eat on jeep, so you know when i hop out on feet (let’s go)
free gg, you know mr. be with that three (three)
b*tch, i’m big bragg’, but i still step for that three (on gang)
i be duckin’, you catch me with that sh*t screwed (on six)
while they ain’t out, i’ma pop out and hit you (i’ma pop out)
we goin’ no jb, but i’ll whip you (bah)
you a b*tch, play yourself droppin’ sh*lls, b*tch, they rip through (come here)
only round one, b*tch, you know ain’t no round two
oh, he got his brothers, i came with them rounds, dude (six)
i’m on your block, let off shots when i come through (boom)
b*tches go crazy when i pop out, they say, “zoo” (six)

[chorus]
real dope boy, i cannot f*ck with no peons (at all)
he asked for lean, b*tch, i sold his ass free odd (let’s go)
tell him it’s flames, run the p, i shoot one kind
chop gotta drive through this sh*t, go like bow tie (grah)
b*tch tryna f*ck, but i tell her, “only one time” (grah)
i want the dollars, i don’t give about no dimes (at all)
you in the cut with this chop, b*tch, i’m outside (i’m outside)
a n*gga pull up to the bricks and it’s shots fired (shot)
she a freak b*tch, eat the d*ck with the spoon (no cap, spoon)
get high off these dead guys, float to the moon (six)
never tell a b*tch your stop, make you go get a room (room)
threw a fifty on the glock, now it sweep like a broom (boom)
grab that chop out the backseat, that b*tch go like, boom (come here)
get the drop on an opp, b*tch, we makin’ a move (fah)
pop the buildin’, you know that i stay with the tool (yeah)
coolant kit on that chop (fah) and that b*tch still don’t cool

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