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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rah Gzz
Rah Gzz
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Lyrics

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah 83rd, no Lz No Lz, lil' bitch Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom YG-K, Drilly-K, every opp shot Grrah, like Let's run this shit back Shootin' for Smelly, ain't changin' that fact (grrah-grrah, boom) In that line, I swear he ran laps If I had the pole, would have took off his hat, like (grrah, grrah) And we droppin' the Hat Don't let us in, bitch, y'all know where we at (whoopty-K) He only a demon in raps Catch him, we pack him, we leave it at that (grrah-grrah, boom) But he don't wanna see me Bitch I'ma slide with the ewee (ewokk) I'm on that block, you can get Petey'd He can get shot jackin' free BG, like (grrah, grrah) He kept dissin', that boy is a Pee Wee TP, don't run again when you see me (see me) Outside and they totin' on Keke TP, everything, she movin' sleazy (sleazy) On my block don't tweak Don't spin tryna think shit sweet (grrah-grrah, boom) Gang outside, we be posted for weeks Let it bang outside We be clutching that heat (grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah) Spin a few times, park up, then repeat I'm on that strip, if you come, you a tweak I know they hate we go across the street No cap, free Nito, that boy is a geek When I walk down that block, yeah, they know I perform (Perform) Like, they know that the shooters put on (put on) Like, why they keep mentionin' my name in they songs? (83rd) When I up, all you niggas was gone (grrah-grrah) Bando got hit in his back with his gun If that was me, he would have made him run (grrah, bye, grrah, boom) Chase down gang, chasin' niggas for fun When I walked in the spot, niggas know where I from JB was duckin', almost shot on his block Mo Benji lucky he didn't get flocked Spizzy got cut up for droppin' the rock Spin through the S, and your head gon' get popped If he try to get benty, we do em like AJ (Aj) Mix him with Lotti, its hititn' the same way (same way) They know our body, we get back the same day R.I.P Nazzy, was throwin' up ReyWay (ReyWay) Bitch, I'm slidin' with fee, that's curry AJ was drivin the whip, not sturdy Slide to the 8, no worries Talkin' on bro, we gon' show no mercy We gon' creep through that block, okay (okay) Yus got Shot, no way (no way) Stylez got shot, broad day (broad day) Dummy got poked, fell on his face (dummy) Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, like 83rd, no Lz Grrah-grrah, boom Grrah
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