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Zhay - Intro, to the Intro Lyrics



Zhay - Intro, to the Intro Lyrics
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What you wanna know about
Me
Grateful you would think about me
Where I'm from
Or where I come
Just listen to the tape about me
I wear Jordans and Timberlands
Watch for George Zimmerman's
Nappy kid and a gentleman
Went to school just to scribble in
Note pads full of riddling
Momma said I need Ridellan
I just swallow the venom an
An treat it like it was cinnamon
Shut up I'm finishing
I can feel the adrenaline
Racing flowing and fiddling
Mind boggling sentiment
I can feel for your innocence
Project housing an sentencing
Jail facilities filling with
People damaged from
Mimicking
Oops
Double my property
Ima poverty
Prophecy here
They got the glock if you near
Packing my rotaries
I just load up the groceries here
Jesus and Joseph
I pray the haters can sense when I'm near
I hear you breathe expedient
Ima geniuses here
See I'm a
Genius here
See I'm a
Still moving
Still moving
Still moving
On my way
Now we jumping off porch
Police shooting at the court
Niggas acting like they balling then they
Shoot us just for sport
You really really bout it
Nigga stop with all the force
You ain't yoda with stick
An you ain't author with sword
Telling stories with the lies
Smell the crack in every line
You fiend for the bullshit
Talking all that bullshit
Talking out your neck
We leave a pike inside neck
You ain't Tunchie with
Tec
You Terry Cruz an hit flex
Ima big boss chilling with the dogs
F*ck it now I'm pissed off
Niggas thinking they the shit I leave you in a piss stall
I'm nappy lil nigga
From the roots
Now they pissed off
F*ck it let the clip
Off
Always kill the scene
An make them take the f*cking clip off
Ima be the best threw the stress
Never quit never depressed
Give a f*ck about the rest
F*ck the haters an the threats
I ain't aim for the chest
Take off your head and burn ya neck
If I'm compared to the greatest
How you willing too spar
See I ain't fading you niggas
I kill you with half a
Bar
Half a bullet
Half a pussy but you still ain't half as hard
Nobody
Can't f*ck with this
Steph curry with
No assist
Mj with a broken wrist
Still the greatest I'll never miss
Cut the head off the latest
Bitch
I go hammer
To nail ya bitch
Cut the hand off of taylor swift give us bad blood In The mix
See I'm the menace
The minister couldn't fix
I'm in this bitch
40 Block 40 glocks in the box that my uncle hid
Im a do this until I'm threw with the music
Ike turner for instrumentals abusive
I'll never lose is
Lose it
Retarded but never stupid
Forgotten but never tutored
The Prodigy to this music
Arghhh
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English

What you wanna know about
Me
Grateful you would think about me
Where I'm from
Or where I come
Just listen to the tape about me
I wear Jordans and Timberlands
Watch for George Zimmerman's
Nappy kid and a gentleman
Went to school just to scribble in
Note pads full of riddling
Momma said I need Ridellan
I just swallow the venom an
An treat it like it was cinnamon
Shut up I'm finishing
I can feel the adrenaline
Racing flowing and fiddling
Mind boggling sentiment
I can feel for your innocence
Project housing an sentencing
Jail facilities filling with
People damaged from
Mimicking
Oops
Double my property
Ima poverty
Prophecy here
They got the glock if you near
Packing my rotaries
I just load up the groceries here
Jesus and Joseph
I pray the haters can sense when I'm near
I hear you breathe expedient
Ima geniuses here
See I'm a
Genius here
See I'm a
Still moving
Still moving
Still moving
On my way
Now we jumping off porch
Police shooting at the court
Niggas acting like they balling then they
Shoot us just for sport
You really really bout it
Nigga stop with all the force
You ain't yoda with stick
An you ain't author with sword
Telling stories with the lies
Smell the crack in every line
You fiend for the bullshit
Talking all that bullshit
Talking out your neck
We leave a pike inside neck
You ain't Tunchie with
Tec
You Terry Cruz an hit flex
Ima big boss chilling with the dogs
F*ck it now I'm pissed off
Niggas thinking they the shit I leave you in a piss stall
I'm nappy lil nigga
From the roots
Now they pissed off
F*ck it let the clip
Off
Always kill the scene
An make them take the f*cking clip off
Ima be the best threw the stress
Never quit never depressed
Give a f*ck about the rest
F*ck the haters an the threats
I ain't aim for the chest
Take off your head and burn ya neck
If I'm compared to the greatest
How you willing too spar
See I ain't fading you niggas
I kill you with half a
Bar
Half a bullet
Half a pussy but you still ain't half as hard
Nobody
Can't f*ck with this
Steph curry with
No assist
Mj with a broken wrist
Still the greatest I'll never miss
Cut the head off the latest
Bitch
I go hammer
To nail ya bitch
Cut the hand off of taylor swift give us bad blood In The mix
See I'm the menace
The minister couldn't fix
I'm in this bitch
40 Block 40 glocks in the box that my uncle hid
Im a do this until I'm threw with the music
Ike turner for instrumentals abusive
I'll never lose is
Lose it
Retarded but never stupid
Forgotten but never tutored
The Prodigy to this music
Arghhh
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Writer: Isaiah Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Zhay - Intro, to the Intro Video
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Performed By: Zhay
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Isaiah Taylor

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