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pimpin - kenzo balla lyrics

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[verse 1: kenzo balla]
bullets hit him and rip up his tee
tryna spin we flipping the v
thotty b*tch tryna hold on the beam
ima bend thru the o then go look for the gz
sh*t get wocky when we on the scene
spot an opp ima grab the glocky let it squeeze
ion know what y’all heard about me
kenzo the sleeze b*tch i’m super mb
and i see n*ggas linking with opps
keep thinking it’s cool ‘til a n*gga get shot
ima flock, won’t stop
step in the function toting on the knock
balling like jb when we in the spot
n*ggas cap they ain’t touching my wokk’s
5s on top, b*tch, we up on the opps
gbg babies come f*ck with the flocks, like
oh the structure’s linking with the drilly’s
so еverything dead, b*tch, evеrything litty
we gon’ show ‘em who really get busy
knocks out the car tryna do him like ricky
yeah this situation gon’ get sticky
bend thru the fields i’m looking for a blixky
we gon’ hit his head and leave him dizzy
no we can’t go we toting on the pizzy
why the opps keep sucking my d*ck?
we the reason they mans got hit
we the reason they mans in a spliff
and we go dumb when we bend thru their strip
anyone moving sus’ ima cl!ck
no hesitation i’m taking that trip
if he slip, then it’s lit
ima catch him and dump the whole clip
think i’m playing you think this sh*t funny?
when we spin we gon’ make this sh*t ugly
ima send some hallows to his tummy
lee wanna diss we do him like dummy
catch wal blixk do him like nick
ygk we don’t f*ck with no bunnies
ebk all the opps know that sh*t
why they dissing but they never touch me?
i’m with rayy, we like f*ck it let’s spin on the 8
catch lil nesty hit him in his face
and y’all know after that we spinning the gates, we can’t wait
if you run better pick up the pace
he tried to run but that boy was too late
it’s in my pocket it’s not on my waist
big ebk n*gga n0body safe, like
n*ggas lie they ain’t sliding on us
like let’s keep it real, n*ggas hiding from us
every opp shot n*ggas know that’s a must
all my opps broke they ain’t getting no guts
n*ggas died and they ran outta luck
when i start firing you better duck
mix the caine with delilah it punch
if it’s up then we leaving it stuck, like
[verse 2: rayy balla]
tryna see what they heard about us
who shot who? don’t ask about none
all i know n*ggas dead in a blunt
n*ggas disappear when i start upping my gun
see yus and that boy better run
headshot, leave him like rah looking dumb
smoking lotti this sh*t got a punch
kenzo my heart if he up ima up
cl!ck clack, we leave him stuck
blitz through the back ima blitz through the front
red beam, don’t run
shot to the chest bet it knock out a lung
get back, throw some
y’all n*ggas got us like “what’s the hold up?”
don’t trip, don’t run
this sh*t jam up he get beat with the gun
and the drilly’s linked up with the structure
when these hallows flying just know that they punch up
keep it on me that’s word to my mother
if he try to run up we leaving him gunned up
do him like dummy should’ve had his gun tucked
sit back that’s all that they did
we the one sending shots at they wig
tryna leave a opp dead on the script
[verse 3: jaydachaserr]
now these n*ggas done got me upset
talking ‘bout you got one in the head
but them n*ggas will never come slide to the x
new chop tryna put it to test
catch nas blixky do him like the rest
do him like yus, hit him in his chest
after he drop send one to his head
make sure that n*gga know how to breath
talking on mezzy that’s what get them stressed
we ain’t aiming for legs we aiming for the necks
roll up the nick before i go to bed
gotta make sure a n*gga get his good rest
since they f*ck with them, better duck with them
n*ggas know keme let that beretta bust
and they linking with opps they ain’t [?]
when we spin we gon’ make sure they structure up
kha structure he a buster
n*ggas said he was smoking on who?
starting to think these n*ggas really fu
like the loc they almost put him on the news
n*ggas p*ssy they know what we do
flocking the 80, why you flocking the deuce?
big gdk, b*tch, i’m smoking on nick, von, can’t forget ‘bout the lu

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