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d town b*tch - lil zino lyrics

[intro]
if you don’t hold this pipe, sorry bro i can’t take you home
h*lla hoes telling me they been rating the flow
free it up for the kid, then i’m making her go
sj

[verse 1]
she give all that talk on the net
but come in the flesh she ain’t bussin’ it down
i can’t lie, i won’t force her though
but the b*tch gettin’ sent straight back to her house
see my d town b*tch won’t leave me alone
y’know
said she wan’ make me a child
i was selling crack for the town
now they finished this pack, now it’s back to the drought

[verse 2]
how many trips did we take with the shaver
didn’t wanna lay one, sh*t i can’t say much
free jmizz, suttin’ got blazed up
interview room wid my dargs, don’t say nun
d town blocks, where the mandem came up
suttin’ got (bap) now the feds wan’ blame us
17 bring nuttin’ but danger
i was in the trap where the food gets weighed up
true say i move slow when i’m high
then answer the phone, i get dough when i’m high
i*i ain’t gotta roll wid’ the guys
i’mma bring my shank in, if i’m rolling inside
if bro got his, then i’m rolling wid’ mine
already made me a move, i was rollin’ the dice
i*i was in the trap some nights
didn’t know if i was gonna make it back in time
[verse 3]
if you don’t hold this pipe, sorry bro i can’t take you home (no i can’t)
we had dreams about making it pro
now we up in the trap, gettin’ straight to the dough
h*lla hoes tellin’ me they been rating the flow
free it up for the kid, then i’m making her go (she’s garn)
i ain’t got sp*ce for a hoe, f*ck chasing a hoe
we make cake on the low
if you don’t hold this pipe, sorry bro i can’t take you home (no i can’t)
we had dreams about making it pro
now we up in the trap, gettin’ straight to the dough
h*lla hoes tellin’ me they been rating the flow
free it up for the kid, then i’m making her go (she’s garn)
i ain’t got sp*ce for a hoe, f*ck chasing a hoe
we make cake on the low

[verse 4]
sh*t then, i just got spun by jakes
all of a sudden, i’m flat on my face (f*ck)
the askar know me for a blaze
p*ssed cah i shoulda’ just dashed it away
can’t walk on the mains, cah my face too bait
now i’m sitting down praying that i buss this case
saw jakes started running away
bro’s got his, so he’s doin’ the same
[verse 5]
me and shockz, hitting shots in the rain
really been getting paid from back in the day
no verbal i’m backing my blade
i’m attacking, you can get stabbed in your face
my n*ggas don’t lack in the rave
bare shanks in the ride, pray i buss this case
bizzy banks, in the trap till late
no cap, been dishing out packs from kway
me and s had him leaving his bro
cah’ [?] got splashed, he ain’t speaking at home
i want brain, no feelings involved
just chinged up [?], watched him bleed on the road
stuck in the trap, cah i been getting dough
[?] got bored up, can’t speak on it though (shh)
they’re rating my tunes, and they’re feeling my flows
and the nitties garn phone when they’re feenin’ to smoke

[outro]
if you don’t hold this pipe, sorry bro i can’t take you home (no i can’t)
we had dreams about making it pro
now we up in the trap, gettin’ straight to the dough
h*lla hoes tellin’ me they been rating the flow
free it up for the kid, then i’m making her go (she’s gone)
i ain’t got sp*ce for a hoe, f*ck chasing a hoe
we make cake on the low

- lil zino lyrics

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