Lil 2z - Macaroni Boyz (feat. H2 Herb) lyrics
Lil 2z [Angelo Zimmerie] Dallas, U.S.
H2 Herb
Lil 2z is back with a fresh track, and fans are already actively sharing their emotions in the comments. A fan, disregarding the view count, expresses their passion: "New track is fire! I don't care, only 3 views, I'll be rocking 2z till I sleep." Another supporter emphasizes the consistency and outstanding work of Lil 2z: "2z never disappoints, always on point." The emotional comment "Making Dallas proud. 2z at the top" indicates that Lil 2z has become not just a musician but a symbol for his city. Some fans anticipate the success of the track: "Already hot. 2z on the rise again." Mentioning "Beejay's" birthday adds extra context to the track: "Dropped on Beejay's birthday - real nigga activity." Fans appreciate Lil 2z's activity: "Fye as always. Dropped back 2back." "Here before it became popular, that's incredible" - the pride of being with Lil 2z from the start is evident in the comments. One fan expresses hope for a new album: "We getting an album anytime soon? Very soon?" Thus, fan reactions underscore the passion and dedication to Lil 2z's creativity and anticipate his future artistic projects.
[Lil 2z - Macaroni Boyz feat. H2 Herb lyrics]
Macaroni Boys
Macaroni Boys
Macaroni Boys
Hell nah nigga, we ain't givin' no leeway
We hawk a nigga ass down on that freeway
One thing I know I could trust me some BJ
I tell him I love him to ever and be safe
I lay down and die for this nigga right here
Lay down, do the time for this nigga right here
Go to war with the city, I ain't worry 'bout shit
I'mma make all they mamas and daddy's shed tears
Cook all the beef till it's burnt up and seared
Bitch drank too much, she got turnt up and weird
I'm sick in the head and still ain't found the cure
Put a nigga in the bush, bullets fly by your ear
Th-they play with you and I'm fuckin' the city up
Bitch at the spot suckin' dick like the sippy cup
We don't send threats, nigga, we just go get her done
Bought a chain for my nigga, but he fin' get a bigger one
And these niggas know we leave blood in the street
Me and my nigga done hopped out on feet
I'm bustin' for him and he bustin' for him
This factual shit that I speak on this beat
Safe to say this the nigga, I trust him my life
And we don't know none 'bout no one on one fights
We lay low and creep, I'on really like to type
If we get the drop, we gon' do it tonight
Used to split us a burger and hot [ _ ]
Used to walk 'round apartments and fuck on the ratchet
This shit that I talk [ _ ] already [ _ ]
Boy, this shit don't stop till a nigga in the casket
Even after that, boy, this shit gon' keep goin'
This 2 business, everybody 'round me gon' blow up
I shot at it if I ever [ _ ]
I robbed it if you got the shit and I want it
Nah, foreal nigga, on 2
We done hanged out the window and hanged out the roof
We done hopped out the car and put blood on our shoes
Macaroni boy business, this ain't nothin' new
Macaroni boys
Macaroni boys
Macaroni boys
Macaroni boys
Hell nah nigga, we ain't givin' no leeway
We hawk a nigga ass down on that freeway
One thing I know I could trust me some BJ
I tell him I love him to ever and be safe
[ _ ]
Macaroni boys
Macaroni boys
Macaroni boys
Macaroni boys
Hell nah nigga, we ain't givin' no leeway
We hawk a nigga ass down on that freeway
One thing I know I could trust me some BJ
I tell him I love him to ever and be safe
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