Correction Lyrics Closed Case by Zizzy

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh, yeah, OUHBOY, this sh*t bangin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yes, sir

They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Sh*ttin' on n***as, I need some tissue (I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol
At home
'Cause these n***as want me dead and gone (Uh-huh)
I know
They wanna leavе me with a cold face, closed casе (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

They wanna see me in a whole grave, no way
So I'm stayin' on point case they creep on me
And I got aim with this G-lock, don't sleep on me

I got aim
Let that four nickel pop, it's gon' knock out his brain
F**k the fame, know my name
Still pop out at dog on that block with the gang
Switchin' lanes, hit the top of the dash
I can't stop 'cause the Glock got a flash
All my 'Miris authentic, the opps doin' bad
No, I ain't sayin' no names, but the opps gettin' tagged
I was sh*ttin' on n***as, extended the mag
Opp hunt, we still gettin' the bag
Just blow like a whistle, leave a n***a sad
Hit an opp, won't miss you, leave you in the past
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Sh*ttin' on n***as, I need some tissue (I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol
At home
'Cause these n***as want me dead and gone (Uh-huh)
I know
They wanna leave me with a cold face, closed case

But f**k 'em, they really not haters, they fans though
Stackin' these bands up
What type of guy is you, K? I'm a stand up
She make it stand up, I put my hands up
She tryna keep me from pullin' my pants up
Oh, that's your ho? I ain't know she was amped up (I ain't know)
Keepin' my foot on they necks 'til it cramp up ('Til it cramp up)
And we don't need nobody to stamp us (Nobody)
They know we leavin' our mark in this b*t*h, put my heart in this sh*t, give 'em blood, sweat and tears (Tears)
Look in my eyes and tell me what you see, n***a know that sh*t cap if he ever say fear (Fear)
And this sh*t gettin' weird, they got love for YXNG K, but no love for Vikeer
I was blind, yeah, I was, now it's clear (Now it's clear)
They keep showin' fake love, I don't care (I don't care)
And if you wanna know why (Tell 'em), really, I feel like I'm numb to it
If I love you, I'm loyal, still can't give you too many chances 'cause that's how the love ruin (The love ruin)
Turned this rap sh*t into somethin' I love doin' (I love doin')
Turned your back, you can't come back, that's a dub, homie (A dub, homie)
F**k that, can't let no n***a get one up on me (One up on me)
Boom, boom, boom if they run up on me (Boom, boom, boom)
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Sh*ttin' on n***as, I need some tissue (I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol
At home
'Cause these n***as want me dead and gone (Oh)
I know
They wanna leave me with a cold face, closed case (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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