Testo Perfect - Zone7rizzo
Testo della canzone Perfect (Zone7rizzo), tratta dall'album The Prelude
Nizzy on the beat
Bear on the beat
You ever step up on the work because you had to make a profit
I whip it up and check the count n then i rock it
Go to war wit us I swear that shit get catastrophic
16 ounces in a p i feel like Tyler Lockett
Learn to pick yo battles you gon win n you gon lose sum
But if it's bout respect run that fade it don't phase nun
Shit
I might stay quiet I might play dumb
Choppa make yo patna head rattle like the bass does
Watch out who you hanging with this shit could political
I heard that chalked that boi out over the principle
I can't show you love unless that shit gon be reciprocal
Paperwork Na that shit is not admissible
Seal team 6 lately I been on a mission man
40 with the uppercut, brains to the cielin fan
Unless u hang around them killas u don't get it then
Said that shit before but oh my god I been on again
I swear to god
That boy nervous
He know my niggas be moving wit a purpose
I know you heard this
Flava that I'm kicking in yo ear this shit perfect
That boy nervous
He know my niggas be moving wit a purpose
I know you heard
Flava that I'm kicking in yo ear this shit perfect
I just blew a 20 peice that was light work
I got her working double shifts like a nightnurse
She don't really say much I think I like her
I Should've bought her dinner but you know I gave her pipe first
Dam
I know I'm grimey n I'm greasy
It's just easy they like Rizzo u be tripping for no reason
Yea the murder rate increasing we been lurking all season
I just had too take a doubter n I made her a believer
Man I'm too sick shit
I need a doctor
Didn't have shit but some thug role models
Trust me I don' seen some shit that'll leave ya brain boggled
Like them white boys on the bikes we be going full throttle
Hey Brother
Demons all around me that's Jesus on my necklace
Always sleeping on you that's the type of shit you don't forget
Fuck the game I'm just trying tell em cut a check
Mr get it in and mr quick to break yo fucking neck
I swear to god
That boy nervous
He know my niggas be moving wit a purpose
I know you heard this
Flava that I'm kicking in yo ear this shit perfect
That boy nervous
He know my niggas be moving wit a purpose
I know you heard
Flava that I'm kicking in yo ear this shit perfect
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Writer(s): Frankie Sedlak
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