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lirik lagu icewear vezzo - 6print

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[intro]
they love that sh~t
they love the street sh~t
f~ck n~ggas talkin’ ’bout, n~gga?
gang sh~t, n~gga
they really love when you living too, though, gang
(iced out records)

[verse 1]
yeah
pop a xanny bar, get to actin’ wild
cappin’ ass n~gga need a cap and gown
f~ck a p~ssy, tell ’em real n~ggas back in style
smoke sh~t like a black and mild
b~tch, i rap and ride
fifty~thousand off that fetty, this a bank drop
put a dukey in my pop, yeah, this straight drop
i’ll turn a n~gga tee into a tank top
i’m the type of n~gga catch a body, i’m on every block
get ’em whacked for 700 like yeezy sneaks
i heard all your opps p~ssy, that’s a easy beef
pull up, shoot him in his sh~t, then we flee the scene
and i never let a n~gga young jeezy mе
i won’t smoke with whoever, i’ll smokе whoever
got lil gang up in this b~tch, i put ’em on whoever
i’ve been present for a minute, got foot on the pedal
realist n~gga in this sh~t, i need to own a medal
got better jewelry than the rappers, ain’t went gold or platinum
got a two~tone audermaur, yeah, this b~tch gold or platinum
i heard they hating with their eyes keep sh~t [?]
i made fifty~thousand in atlanta, i’ma blow at magic
[bridge]
yeah
b~tch, i made fifty~thousand in atlanta, i might blow at magic
n~gga, what?
b~tch, i made fifty~thousand in atlanta, i might~
man f~ck that

[verse 2]
i made fifty in detroit, i might just blow at truth
or i’ll slide up in mustangs, we finna throw a coupe
b~tch, i ain’t talking ’bout the cops, but we them boys in blue
yeah, told my n~ggas set the play and i’ma throw the oop
told that b~tch she set a play and she might lose her life
it’s six o’clock and i can get a n~gga blew tonight
if you got rats up in your circle, you might lose a stripe
they like, “why you hang with all the robbers?”
i’m the shooting type
n~ggas always switching teams they got forty jerseys
i ain’t really got no friends, n~ggas know i’m scurvy
yeah, put that thirty on that boy ’cause i know he curry
i’ll up a rol’ on your b~tch, yeah, i know she thirsty
she ain’t never had no bag or no ice for real
you a lame and your ice ain’t real
i can tell you ain’t no plug ’cause your price ain’t real
i’m the type of n~gga cut the lean and up price on seals
n~gga
[outro]
what we on gang?
still robbin season, b~tch
you know how we coming, man
know how i’m rockin’
big 6 n~gga, drank god
yeah (iced out records)
we really on that


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