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wcs. - azizi gibson lyrics

[chorus: azizi gibson]
man, this sh*t sound like so west coast sh*t (n*gga, what?)
just some dope sh*t
cute spanish honnies all chavvys with the [?]
we just leave a bih
second sh*t [?] a l!ck
better watch your lips
if you snitch then we commin’ quick
man, this sh*t sounds like so west coast sh*t (west side)
even he ain’t know silence’s always out
booty’s out, [?] woman good
always rollin’ [?]
never now
we don’t give a f*ck
get your money, bro
if you don’t, get the f*ck from us

[verse 1: ray wright]
this sh*t sound like some [unspoken?] sh*t
turn a broke b*tch to a k!ller [kali?]
[hadn’t all the f*ckin’ dope chick?]
and the p*ssy like me, lucky*lucky
i’m over on under my line linked to the [?]
double up
the sh*t sound like some double cup
spoke, spoke and now dirt rose [?]
yellow wines, dirty sprite
[yeck?] sippin’ slower, power
on the raise the name ray
make dope under the moon and the sun
f*ck with my pay and i’m cut
on the track and in the streets
i call [le flic?]
from texas to the beech
n*gga, preach
[i bridged the hitter water?]
forty yams dippin’
most sippin’ piranhas
swear the sucker
who be front like i’m a [sunna?]
[?] h*lla dominicanas
rollin’ in my marijuana
[?]
[chorus: azizi gibson]
man, this sh*t sound like so west coast sh*t (n*gga, what?)
just some dope sh*t
cute spanish honnies all chavvys with the [?]
we just leave a bih
second sh*t [?] a l!ck
better watch your lips
if you snitch then we commin’ quick
man, this sh*t sounds like so west coast sh*t (west side)
even he ain’t know silence’s always out
booty’s out, [?] woman good
always rollin’ [?]
never now
we don’t give a f*ck
get your money, bro
if you don’t, get the f*ck from us

[verse 2: azizi gibson]
it’s funny how the name changed on ’em
ghost in the sh*ll came out, this sh*t was golden
my old rapper friends ain’t no around yo folder
i do the dumb sh*t like facebook post it
we takin’ [dub?] after [dub?], that’s for real
i might as well eat with this the meal
my babygirl keep rollin’ up the k!ll
i got the [?] on the ices, i can’t spill
now you feelin’ what i’m sayin’, homie
i don’t know what you thought that we was playin’, homie
he got to gift [?], got the weapon on ’em
depend on what you sayin’
i’ll keep a step on ’em
we in atlanta: s*xy hoes, [?] clothes
people that you know
we blowin’ [o’s?]
what the snow, get yo dough
he the right
get some more, n*gga, get some hoes
he a fool
i’m a pro, this how i row
the engine new [?], the car old
[?]
you know is escargot
no, i prefer it in the now
two years and turn this motherf*ckin’ eye
i’m here to keep the demon’s eye
and i show you what we [?] ’bout
but i’m ’bout to break you down
move fast, we don’t never make a sound
[chorus: azizi gibson]
man, this sh*t sound like so west coast sh*t (n*gga, what?)
just some dope sh*t
cute spanish honnies all chavvys with the [?]
we just leave a bih
second sh*t [?] a l!ck
better watch your lips
if you snitch then we commin’ quick
man, this sh*t sounds like so west coast sh*t (west side)
even he ain’t know silence’s always out
booty’s out, [?] woman good
always rollin’ [?]
never now
we don’t give a f*ck
get your money, bro
if you don’t, get the f*ck from us

- azizi gibson lyrics

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