CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : GAZA

Jump in the ride with mask and hoody
That's how it goes in the Gaza, Woody
Gaza

Them man move petty like they work for shell
You got chinged and wooshed, my brudah, juss firm that L
And I love waps so much, that I might give a verse for bells
Bells come cheap nowadays, might as well throw in a 12
Better yet I love hand tings as well
Ill tan you for free, C1 will as well
3 him up, he went jail for a dotz in his room
Man still step with a wap in the booth
I'm tryna pop a Range, and bro tryna match one too
If you get wrapped for your food and try call man back, then you know you a fool
The Gaza ting contagious, my brudah, you might end up catching a flu
This long-range, I won't aim from far
I pull straps, I ain't playing with bras
You man ain't real, nah, that's a facade
And you're defo having a laugh
Bro told me no waps in the car
I f**ked up, and I just lost two
Mistake well learned, now that's in the past
Its only last week that's not far
And you can be with your darg, that ain't gon make shyt harder
And you can get it together or serve separate like a starter
Get it in your chest, tryna leave you Weezy like Carter
*** juss pull up, how many waps mans put in the Gaza