Stunna 4 Vegas - QUA Z lyrics

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Stunna 4 Vegas - QUA Z lyrics

[Intro: World Wide AZ & Stunna 4 Vegas] (GNB) Let's go, let's go, it's 4 (Ayy, who that? John Gotitt) Ayy, who that? I just load up the chopper, it's fully (It's fully) (Can't rush the vibe, Rando) [Verse 1: World Wide AZ & Stunna 4 Vegas] Who that? (Who that?) I just load up the chopper, it's fully (Come on) These ni**as ain't gangsters, these ni**as be pussies, these ni**as be runnin' from bullets And no, I ain't tuckin' my chain when I walk in the club (Mmm-mmm), got my steppers to do hits (What else?) Got a clip in the colt with a hundred-some shots and the shooters to sing like a movie Come on, I'm mixin' opps with the cookies (Opps) Spend racks in Burberry and Gucci (fu*k) It's 4X, I'm prolly where that sh*t woof (4X) She got one timе to play with that pussy (b*tch) Know I switch your b*tch like I switch 'fits (Uh) Yeah, I made it out, but I still tick (On gang) Wе get him out the way like real quick (Get him outta here) On the back of the Glock, it's a kill switch (Vrr) [Verse 2: World Wide AZ & Stunna 4 Vegas] Grab a leaf, then roll up a opp (Uh) I just poured up a four in the pot (Drank) In the hood with a Glock on the block Thirty shots, I'ma shoot 'til it stop And they mixin' that Trishy with Wock' (Mmm-hmm) Sippin' green, but I never will nod (I could never) And I'm still with the gang throwin' four Hit up Stunna, he ready to roll Get with AZ, he ready to pour me up, you know we get full of the dope (On Glo) Let's go, I won't go unless I got the pole (Fire) I drop a four, fu*k around, miss the show They thought I was a P, I got so many hoes (Thot, thot) SRT, well, I beat up the road (Vrr) Sneaky link let me beat up her throat (Uh) Slam God (Uh-uh), what you need for the load? (Uh) [Verse 3: World Wide AZ & Stunna 4 Vegas] My lil' shooter just got out parole Catch you slippin', we wipin' your nose Want some greens? We got highs and the lows This a stick, .40 Glock with the woah (Brat) That's a switch and that b*tch for the blow We got secrets nobody could know We don't talk about bodies for sho' (Uh-uh) Homicide, we just extend that lil' b*tch Homicide when we catch that lil' b*tch (Come here) Fishbowl, he get stretched in the whip (Get down) Uh, I got that shh in the V, ni**a play in this b*tch, I'ma up off the hip (fu*k) I put these blues on a opp ni**a, I be steppin', blue tips in the clip (Ha) He could get left in the mall with it (Fire), I got fire on me all up in Fifth (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) [Verse 4: World Wide AZ & Stunna 4 Vegas] In the function, we turnin' it up This a four, I just doubled the cup fu*k her, switch, then I pass to the bruh I ain't cuffin' no ho, that's for nothin' Swear I'm up, now you pressin' my bu*ton Now I'm up and they clutchin' for somethin' (Clutchin' for somethin') Hundred-round on that b*tch like a drum Put my trust in my b*tch, that's my gun You can get shot, we ain't clutchin' for nothin' (Uh-uh) Ayy, fire up that b*tch, bet I dump I'm sippin' Wock', it got me drunk (Wock', Wock') Lil' bro blow that stick like a trump (Boom, boom) Play, bet a ni**a get pump drunk (Come on) b*tch, we ain't got no time for no fuss (Uh-uh) Or discussion, every ni**a 'round me clutchin' Nah, every ni**a with me bound to bust [Verse 5: World Wide AZ & Stunna 4 Vegas] ni**a, every ni**a 'round bound to take some sh*t Take it (Take it) These fu*k ni**as be fakin' (Fake) Can't find no Wock', sip Qua Z (Qua) He got hit with that ****, start shakin' (Uh) b*tch ni**a play and he lay Pay for the drop, where he stay? Had my lil' ni**as layin' for days (Layin' for days) [Outro: Stunna 4 Vegas] It's 4X (We gon' hop out with Ks) Ayy, AZ come beatin' down your block like Tay Keith (These ni**as is fake) ni**a get on your top like Dre beats (b*tch ni**a move crazy, nah) We tryna bend on you, ayy Mmm, mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

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