Corrección Letra MOMMA DID (outro) par GetRichZay

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Me and Zay in the booth, what up?
You hear me? Oh, Faceshot Gang, f**k the opp
Yeah, six sh*t, n***a, don't get your head hit, know what the f**k goin' on
Know what the f**k goin' on, six sh*t, don't get your motherf**kin' b*t*h hit, you heard me?
Yeah (F**k goin' on, n***a? Ayy)

B*t*h, I been a gangster, thuggin'  bad, on my momma's kid (Aight, come on)
Ayy, we come through they block (Aight) and drop bars just like Osama did (Aight, come on)
Keep on playin', thinkin' sh*t a game, we at your mama crib (Play)
Uh, catch an opp, put that switchy on him just like his momma did (Aight, co—)
Yeah, me and gang be tryna catch a hat, but we don't shop at Lids (Uh)
Couldn't tote the ARP, I'm out in traffic with the Glick
Ayy, catch an opp, he get hit plenty times, we give his a** the biz (Bah, bah)
Ayy, I can see straight through these n***as, my scopе got a special lens (Ha, aight)
Ayy, get that lo', wе out on feet, you know it's time to spin the bend (Hop out, aight, come on)
She text my phone, I'm with the gang, I text her back like, where your friend? (Ayy, where your friend?)
Ayy, Slimy Gang, we shake your hand (Slime) and slime you out, you ain't my man (Slimy Gang)
I'm in the booth right now with bands, this sh*t be stretchin' out my pant (Stretchin' out my—)
I put that Draco to his head (Bah), I made that pu**y n***a dance (Let's go)
You gon' get popped for what you said, you gon' be dead, you understand? (Aight, come on, aight, come on)
Haha (Ha), now that n***a dead 'cause he ain't understand (He dead, yeah)
I got my special gla**es on, I'm in here feelin' like the man (Aight, co—)
I got my 19 on my hip, Zoo came in strapped with F&N (Bah, ha, aight, come on)
Ayy, we say, "F**k a n***a (F**k a n***a)," that's why he came in with F&N (F**k the opp)
Ayy, we just stepped on that, but f**k it (Yeah), n***a, it's time to step again (Let's go)
Uh, how you with that gang, n***a? What you reppin' in? (Aight, come on)
Ayy, send this b*t*h right through your brain, n***a, you won't breathe a breath again, aight, come on (Bah)
Long live Crazy, long live Fifty, b*t*h, you know what the f**k goin' on
Six sh*t, n***a, don't get your b*t*h hit, I ain't gon' say it no more, this my last time sayin' that
Six sh*t
I swear, ah ha (Now we thuggin')
N***a, don't get your f**kin' head hit
But we got a Glock, yeah, we got a Glock, got a Glock for real (Yeah, yeah)

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