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Daz Dillinger
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all year. It seems we back in the motherfucking house. That nigga dance. And this is for all
my motherfucking gangsters.
What the fuck is up? You know it's me. Back with them chopper blocker blockers on my inner
mids. It's like ten of mids. When you see me put my gang on site. All the things are
weak and even Japan. Close range. I told you it's going away and I'm on a problem. Give
it up on you niggas. Even though I'm a star, yo. Bow down, pay homage. Catch a hundred to
the stomach.
Nigga, you hear me coming. Reloading. Keep gunning your cabins. You keep running like
bitches. New and improved shit. Now, nigga, come get us. Enthused. I take a puff and I'm
losing. It's how your niggas do it. The spots been taking over. Nigga, thought you knew
it. See, you're claiming, but you ain't claiming hard enough. Get your money right. If you
came to start with us. So, so, death, dog, hell, from dawn to dust. That's when we creep
on their ass. That's when that 50-gallon dust.
If you want beef, then you got beef. Get off my dick, get up off me. You probably wanna
kill me if you niggas caught me. You wanna get nicked, then let me show, just watch me.
My true wealth, you shine if you can't surround my neck. From Henny Dog to Crest, O-Ing, Schlitz,
Mark Licker.
I kill my enemies much quicker, especially when they don't know who I am. I don't care
any Switzerland, supposed to be my nigga. Shouting like Nino did, G-Money. It ain't
funny. In this rap game, a nigga stay hungry. Disappear like the ghost, who America moasts.
I'll burn you and your homeboy, just like toast. Say I do what the fuck I want, at anytime,
motherfucker, won't you bring the funk. Pop the trunk. Eat these niggas for lunch,
then the morning, the brunch. I love them thang-things. That's when they bust. Holla,
holla, tada, tada-ta-ta. Let your nigga dance. Tada-ta-ta-ta-ta. Let your nigga dance. Tada-ta-ta-ta.
Lay your n***a down
Then you want beef, then you got beef
Get off my dick, get up off me
You probably wanna kill me if you n***as caught me
You wanna get nicked, then let me show, just watch me
You see, I call it like it is, don't gotta be it to see it
In the hood, I'm the genius, I let you weak n***as bleed
Got hella artillery, you n***as taking rid of me
Like Tupac's sack, n***a, I'm riding on my enemies
Man, they suffer, it gets rougher and tougher
Going super, super hard on you punk motherfuckers
Put the game in the headlock
A head buster, n***a bust a n***a in the head with bad locks
Braids and dreadlocks, a n***a don't stop
On the couch, a pie, taking all n***as' heads off
I wear the crown of the dog pound, better believe it
Leave your family, come on in, n***a, your mama go grieving
Play for keeps, you keep your gun up in the street
I'm a soldier for life, I'm from the DPG
Don't deal the bips, the gangsta crip
And this shit don't stop, I got 200 clips
Tupac
Tupac
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
If you want beef, then you got beef
Get off my dick, get up off me
You probably wanna kill me if you n***as caught me
You wanna get gätzlich show, just watch me
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
If you want beef, then you got beef
Get off my dick, get up off me
You probably wanna kill me if you niggas caught me
You wanna get dicked, then let me show, just watch me
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my motherfucking gangsters.
What the fuck is up? You know it's me. Back with them chopper blocker blockers on my inner
mids. It's like ten of mids. When you see me put my gang on site. All the things are
weak and even Japan. Close range. I told you it's going away and I'm on a problem. Give
it up on you niggas. Even though I'm a star, yo. Bow down, pay homage. Catch a hundred to
the stomach.
Nigga, you hear me coming. Reloading. Keep gunning your cabins. You keep running like
bitches. New and improved shit. Now, nigga, come get us. Enthused. I take a puff and I'm
losing. It's how your niggas do it. The spots been taking over. Nigga, thought you knew
it. See, you're claiming, but you ain't claiming hard enough. Get your money right. If you
came to start with us. So, so, death, dog, hell, from dawn to dust. That's when we creep
on their ass. That's when that 50-gallon dust.
If you want beef, then you got beef. Get off my dick, get up off me. You probably wanna
kill me if you niggas caught me. You wanna get nicked, then let me show, just watch me.
My true wealth, you shine if you can't surround my neck. From Henny Dog to Crest, O-Ing, Schlitz,
Mark Licker.
I kill my enemies much quicker, especially when they don't know who I am. I don't care
any Switzerland, supposed to be my nigga. Shouting like Nino did, G-Money. It ain't
funny. In this rap game, a nigga stay hungry. Disappear like the ghost, who America moasts.
I'll burn you and your homeboy, just like toast. Say I do what the fuck I want, at anytime,
motherfucker, won't you bring the funk. Pop the trunk. Eat these niggas for lunch,
then the morning, the brunch. I love them thang-things. That's when they bust. Holla,
holla, tada, tada-ta-ta. Let your nigga dance. Tada-ta-ta-ta-ta. Let your nigga dance. Tada-ta-ta-ta.
Lay your n***a down
Then you want beef, then you got beef
Get off my dick, get up off me
You probably wanna kill me if you n***as caught me
You wanna get nicked, then let me show, just watch me
You see, I call it like it is, don't gotta be it to see it
In the hood, I'm the genius, I let you weak n***as bleed
Got hella artillery, you n***as taking rid of me
Like Tupac's sack, n***a, I'm riding on my enemies
Man, they suffer, it gets rougher and tougher
Going super, super hard on you punk motherfuckers
Put the game in the headlock
A head buster, n***a bust a n***a in the head with bad locks
Braids and dreadlocks, a n***a don't stop
On the couch, a pie, taking all n***as' heads off
I wear the crown of the dog pound, better believe it
Leave your family, come on in, n***a, your mama go grieving
Play for keeps, you keep your gun up in the street
I'm a soldier for life, I'm from the DPG
Don't deal the bips, the gangsta crip
And this shit don't stop, I got 200 clips
Tupac
Tupac
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
If you want beef, then you got beef
Get off my dick, get up off me
You probably wanna kill me if you n***as caught me
You wanna get gätzlich show, just watch me
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
Tra-da-ta-da, ta-da-ta, let your n***a dance
If you want beef, then you got beef
Get off my dick, get up off me
You probably wanna kill me if you niggas caught me
You wanna get dicked, then let me show, just watch me
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