Letra de Fast Shit - Lil Zay Osama

([?], is that you?)

Uh, uh, uh (Ryda, what you cookin' up?)

You already know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, whole lot of gang shit in this bitch, nigga

Foenem really CrossWestern with it

Don't come across this bitch, get your ass hit up

Gang, gang, gang

Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (All type of fast shit)

Shorty got away, we damn near had him (We damn near had him)

We threw at an opp, he on the band, the police grabbed him (The police grabbed him)

I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him (And we signed him)

This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond

If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it

I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'

I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled (And get it handled)

I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (Come here, come here)

Even though I did this shit smart (Did this shit smart)

I done did too much for niggas, I just hope they ass don't talk

I done did too much for niggas, I just hope the opps got heart (The opps got heart)

I done did too many drugs, I just hope my heart don't stop

I just need me a hug, I done lost my homie now

I could go broke today, I bet I still won't snake my homie out

I get a call today and I bet I still don't slime my homie out

They investigated the opps and they never let my homie out

We got all type of Gens

I only be around my niggas, you got all type of friends

You just wanna be around a nigga, you'll get slimed out

He ain't blow when they slid, he on timeout (Shh, let's get it)

You think this shit sweet, well, come CrossWestern, you gon' find out (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

Lil' foenem in all type of fast shit (All type of fast shit)

Shorty got away, we damn near had him

We threw at an opp, he on the band, the police grabbed him

I'm two steps ahead, I got your homie and we signed him

This ain't Africa, I'ma get some blood for every diamond

If we did it to that nigga, I ain't the type to hide it

I ain't just no rapper, I be in them trenches slidin'

I'm one of them ones that get a call and get it handled

I'm one of them ones, the feds come up when they grab him (Come here, come here)

Get your bitch ass down, nigga, you already know what the fuck time it is

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah

Not that grr, uh

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