Letra de Ona 7ev - Jay Hound

(Feat. Jay5ive, Naz GPG)

Grrah, grrah, boom, nigga

Right hand broke, so I threw with my—

Right hand broke, so I threw with my left

I was just, bro, we on the S—

Lookin' for—

He already dead (Ayy, Nxxre)

Like, on my bro

Damn, grrah, grrah, boom, nigga

Lookin' for Nazzy, he already—

Like, flock, flock

We on the—

We on the Sev

Word to bro

We on the Sev

I was just posted, we on the Sev (We on the)

Lookin' for Nazzy, he already dead (Grrah, grrah, boom)

Bent through the block (Huh), all he seen was a dread (Like)

He tried to spin, peeped him, fled (Peeped him, fled)

Bet you these hollows put him to the— (Put him to the—)

Bet you these hollows put him to the test (Like, word to bro)

He movin' stally, put him in check (Put him in, like)

Oh, he movin' sleepy, put him to rest (Like, put him to rest)

Right hand broke, so I threw with my— (Like)

Ain't had no V, I was takin' them steps (Like, like)

I'm in the field, I ain't wearin' no vest (Grrah, grrah)

Me and bro two deep, we was troopin' through Lex (TTGz do hits)

Lil' baddie, she makin' a mess (She makin' a mess)

She in the spot tryna pull up her dress (Tryna pull up her, like)

I'm off the drink, think it fuck with my head

Grrah, grrah, boom

I'm off the d—

Think it fuck with my—

Think it fuck with my head

Word to bro

I'm outside, like, who wanna go meet they maker?

Keep a G by my side

He try to push up, I bet you nobody gon' save him

Nobody gon' save him

Bro, throw like you play for the Raiders

He tryna get low, I'ma chase him

Masked up, I was movin' like Jason

If you want me to slide, just send me your location

I bet you I pull up with no hesitation

Bro got some dead opps, they in rotation

Damo the nigga I'm facin'

I-I start spinnin' by my doley

I gotta move tact 'cause everybody know me

Bro get to flickin', ootin' like he—

Bro get to flickin', ootin' like Ginobli

I'm on the Courts, I'm tryna catch an OG

Word to bro, I be buggin' for Tony

They like, "5ive, you buggin', that's brodie"

Why you keep tryna flick on the crodie?

I bent through blocks with no team on my doley

I'm off the Perc', almost flicked on my Rollie

I'm on Eastside, I'm on go with my homies

Since the day I was born, I ain't care 'bout no police

Like, do you wanna see how I bend with this gun?

Ain't no pushin' on Dot, is you dumb?

Said it before, but they ain't hearin' none

Catch me a opp, put that boy in a trunk

I got the beam on his back if he run

I throw a shot at that bitch with her son

Questions, you cannot ask where I'm from

Lil' bro tryna act like he flockin' for somethin'

Oh, she tryna line me, red dot on her bun

There's no way she could get me, I back out this drum

He lost his life 'cause he kept tryna play

Nigga, this not GTA

If shots gettin' thrown and every block is spun

That's word to my deads, all the guys will be great

We gon' get indicted if we stay at this rate

He jackin' my Jet, shit, that nigga a plate

The D's on my ass, brodie, step off the brakes

I'ma start throwin' shots if 'Dot say he ain't gang

We start flarin', brodie insane

Like, I do the race like my name was Tay-K

If Naz throwin' five, then I'm throwin' ten

So niggas better pay attention to Jay

I do a hit, then I get on a plane

I feel like Edot, I'm goin' through pain

I know the hail for that shit wouldn't rain

DudeyLo, if you missin', put pole to your brain

I was just posted, we on the Sev

Lookin' for Nazzy, he already dead

Bent through the block, all he seen was a dread

He tried to spin, peeped him, fled

Bet you these hollows put him to the—

Bet you these hollows put him to the test

He movin' stally, put him in check

Oh, he movin' sleepy, put him to rest

Right hand broke, so I threw with my—

Ain't had no V, I was takin' them steps

I'm in the field, I ain't wearin' no vest

Me and bro two deep, we was troopin' through Lex

Lil' baddie, she makin' a mess

She in the spot tryna pull up her dress (Ayy, Nxxre)

I'm off the drink, think it fuck with my head

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