Zion I

Zion I - Get Urs lyrics

rate me

Finely in the astra I’mma call my last one

Found all my presure, listen to my blasters

Gone up the non sence, not chop sheaver

Rude boy bump, bump clap now or never

Indian summer, chetery in black cake all with black mama

Give for the street bo I mma sweet lover

Hand shek go for pain what they done for the

Rain for the under gran when we com from

Tripel when my mind is on

Remember when they hide

Get you one or other, I’ll keep just what they slummer

I sik it to the beat you know you can’t done me

Keep it in a black whore people act funny

Don’t rap speal that bout more money

Met that know running, stut is running

I’mma get mad, get your one hundred

A thousand milion, the numbers hold lied up

Punch that dona, I migh chok better

Perhaps your house and your car could be my stum

It better take all that and I’ll be right back

Grab it some condome mix some nonsence

Now what goes rock she never end

Let me get scesor hot chellar dance cars

Barely went some voices soft but set it of

Mister leaf is you know cun need cun

Planecy I pop up pas and punch pedda grees

Let me breath man I inhale air

Black whore from here to crack out

Hold me there’s no country for all black

I’m holding parel all the mention in my arms

As I bust together get forever these cars

They probably barry me deep in the heart wide open

Under remind me what a tune fit for fine

Two thosand fans I’m watching two politicion

Making friends celebrating cuz I do my thing

I guess I won in right back, every corner I turn

I’m here warning bout legend geans and plasing

I guess cuz I always keep it truth

It’s stuck to the script like a movie

About groo it, pack this

Sister riviera spoil and fordu it all

Raps sleep and rapping doing all

Raps sleep and do a lot just doing before the corner

No low no order just row every board to the corner

He will had to rap all game on his order

Way he flipping someone style take a ...and a sigle hustels

Yake of for a couple straight form Columbia

Not a drug dealer though

I’mma healing spread

Still spealing like a rock all this on speading war

I’mma get what mine they want one hundred

Two sixty five days after year

I hustel and I got mines when you spite this lines in

Surending by this energy re;ease by his enemy

Got this like a homies zoom knwo you got a friend in me

Got the reaches bank accounts

Smoke ganging and mouth to mouth

Got staps with the acide out get thanks for my ...

And yes I get it like fool to an open mouth

You can ask around ask for a reason

Liek a kid when you brake a pinata

My candy bars are sweet they the shit like gaga

My nocive on a beat away far from that

I got the hooks to when you are back out to wide, back now cenawawa

I spead it so I get it be alien acide

It leave banz and I sit it, can’t see me like credit

And what I don’t got is hate and hugs and love

So I got it like a bug and a beat

Like miles on the trumpet look pound for you lovin

Leten like black jaguar wild in the jungle

With my ass tag brother know hand stepping sucker

Driving line wrote the grass in the front

Leave now as back til I at like gansta

It was two things so I add more texture

Sorry I’m sully a dollar or a strategy

Falling me original concept analoge me

Hard yeah save your apology

Gotta do the maps see I came fromthe bottom

Make me a problem sort of defency

This is call the drama little pinchi

Literely killin me with negative emotion

Zippin on some more tripping on some new friend s

If that the way it goes then I’mma get mindy

I’mma wim I’m always gonna be on winning team

You left it on my street all my death dreams

Joke by the grass, this the reason I left

They manipulate new shits way back

I’m the wolly I use to get the hit way back

Now elevator I’m just get some other greater

Just taken potato this a braking

The Rollin Stone clone all got the level for the down low level

Trust what they see free no skirts yeah she dirty with the very big muscle

Have a very big check with the hack computers y

You fingers ain’t in’t shutter you ain’t even know shutter

You need to work it hookers with the rest of the bars

You the best to the dawn

You are having far, and I ain’t chesting lows

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