Letra de I Ain’t Hidin’ - Jace!

(ZPaid)

(Aye)

Aye, go, go, go, go (Oh, shit, real Murda Worth shit, I'm talkin' 'bout), bitch

Aye, real Murda Worth shit, bitch

Aye, go

Aye, go, aye, go

Lil' bro hop up out that car, tryna see what that lil' nigga be on about (ZPaid)

Take that route, see where you end up, they gon' be grabbin' you, carryin' you out

H-Gang till my brains hang, they thought I retired, you think I am leavin' 'em out?

Still screamin', "Free 30", out the chain, gang, he in and out (He in and out)

Okay, he just wanna be a rapper, do you wan' kill or not? (Do you wan' kill or not?)

I just put money on Cyraq books, he say, he gettin' out (He say, he gettin' out)

Last nigga approached, ain't go with his move, he know that I'm gettin' it off (He know that I'm gettin' it off)

Another opp died, double O cried, get champagne and pop it (Get champagne and pop it)

He say it's a hunnid on my mind, lil' nigga, you need to stop it (You need to stop)

Keep on runnin', we pull up outside, park that car and stop it (Park that car and stop)

Now Lil Dee huntin', they tryna slide, them niggas woke up a monster (Monster, monster)

You send a groupie to get in my mind, I ain't gon' lie, it's gon' cost her (I ain't gon' lie, it's gon' cost her)

PMOK, we gon' slide, now his son a foster child

We got the Scat's, runnin' through the Murda, like the wild, I'm goin' two-hundred miles

Said they gon' hit up the Beamer, okay, park it then (Okay, park it then)

Say you don't like my demeanor, okay, spark it then (Okay, spark it then)

He tryna see who cleaner, I'm like, "Shut up, bitch, go, get that getback"

Double O, get that repo and shit back

Mission completed, he ain't his shit back

Say his money on my head, come get it, I ain't hidin'

I'm in the Murda, I be slidin'

Word around town, there be plenty of Jace sightin's

Lil' bro hop up out that car, tryna see what that lil' nigga be on about

Take that route, see where you end up, they gon' be grabbin' you, carryin' you out

H-Gang till my brains hang, they thought I retired, you think I am leavin' 'em out?

Still screamin', "Free 30", out the chain, gang, he in and out (He in and out)

Okay, he just wanna be a rapper, do you wan' kill or not? (Do you wan' kill or not?)

I just put money on Cyraq books, he say, he gettin' out (He say, he gettin' out)

Last nigga approached, ain't go with his move, he know that I'm gettin' it off (He know that I'm gettin' it off)

Another opp died, double O cried, get champagne and pop it (Get champagne and pop it)

(Aye)

Aye, go, go, go, go (Oh, shit, real Murda Worth shit, I'm talkin' 'bout), bitch

Aye, real Murda Worth shit, bitch

Aye, go

Aye, go, aye, go

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