(Yeah!)
(You know what time it is)
(REST!)
(Ha ha)

[Rest100]

Yo, It wasn’t money power or fame that brought me here
Just the shear fact that I was never taken in
Take it all back I’m goin all in don’t trip on 6 but I see the sins
We play for keeps we play to win

(Zu bully warriors!) Yeah we on the rise
Better cuff yo chick we shoot at dudes and bust at rides
Got some niggas on the 6 and homies riding for the 5
We all a family you wanna piece come an get yo slice
Hello paper helicopter time to turn the block up turn it up(turn it up)

Than the bass come out the side
I’m an automatic infatic born off the North Atlantic
I'm the Wu and claim the Zu murdering beats is what I do
All these rappers now a days kiddy flows I child abuse it’s the Zu (it’s the Zuuuu)

Now you know just who we are keep your mouth and pussy closed
Autographs flying out the car
R.E.S. to the T. Brooklyn Zu’s Dirty Harry
Ocho Cinco long gone he said fuck that Cincinnati
To the game I am married there’s no Hollywood di-vorce
Make may mayday because my team is using brute force
On my grind time is money money pays come count it for me
Try to get it all these ways no counterfeit just crème brûlée
They go go so hard Grace Jones Strongé

Boomerang but a nigga feeling ok
Sip hypnotic blow chronic to the pussy I pay homage
I'm an attic that rabbit she keep it moist I gotta have it
I’m a grind it and ride it than we gone like them brand new jays...
Who told you wrong because crime does pay...
come feel this flow and drop the bass...

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