Different Tactics - Zoelyfe Zoe: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Different Tactics

1965

Hip-Hop/Rap

Different Tactics foi lançado em 12 de dezembro de 2025 por 800 SharkTeamRecords como parte do álbum STAB N GRAB

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DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Zoelyfe Zoe

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

James M Tyler

Songwriter

Letra

Let's see what I can do with this bitch

Yeah, you ain't never pinned one to

The ground, stop all that acting ****

Yeah, fuck ****, come and see about you

You ain't never pinned one to the ground, stop all that acting ****

AR scope, can't holler "Grat," I got different tactics, ****

I'm the one who came through that bitch clapping, that was me, yeah

We the ones who shot the whole city, made 'em bleed, come on

Your lil' bitch gon' fuck me, I got diamonds on my teeth

Twenty-five hundred up in dubs, I'm in the club with your rent

My lil' **** just gon' fuck with

Someone, ain't talking when it's beef

I had stopped fucking with double cups, now I take three a piece

Stop that rapping, pick your brother

Up, ****, pinch 'em to the street

I'm the one who got they tension up, got 'em spinning for a week

Tried to clap his sister with this bitch

Swear on Allah this shit too street

Youngin' got no peace with that big

Stick, he hit a trinny with that bitch

If you don't wanna see a bang out, it's best you never hang out

Bitch, I'm from that Northside where we outside

You come through here, you see them things out

I just took his fang out, my mans took his mans down

She just pulled my pants down, then she pulled my thing out

If you don't wanna see you a bang out, it's best you never hang out

**** come through, lay his mans down

**** left one with his ass out

Once you hear that fan sound

This DOA one with his head down

The corners roll his bed out

Them gunners knock his head off

You ain't never pinned one to the ground, stop all that acting ****

AR scope, can't holler "Grat," I got different tactics, ****

I'm the one who came through that bitch clapping, that was me, yeah

We the ones who shot the whole city, made 'em bleed, come on

Your lil' bitch gon' fuck me, I got diamonds on my teeth

Twenty-five hundred up in dubs, I'm in the club with your rent

My lil' **** just gon' fuck with

Someone, ain't talking when it's beef

I had stopped fucking with double cups, now I take three a piece

Written by: James M Tyler

Rodapé Shazam

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