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letra de doo wop freestyle - 50 cent


aiyo, i know these n-gg-s don’t like me
but i don’t like none of ya’ll n-gg-s, you know what i’m sayin
motherf-cking doo wop
volume 3
, take it however the f-ck you wan’ take it
f-ggot -ss n-gg-s (50 cent show these n-gg-s how to rock)
yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street
left him smelly, man f-ck that, roll em over take that pelle pelle
you ain’t never heard a motherf-cker spit like this
not even puff, and that n-gg- there made crazy hits
every few years a n-gg- come who crazy hot
i’m the next best thing since biggie and pac
now i’m saying this sh-t slow, so you don’t miss it
don’t be a statistic,
my jewels from the district
stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted
son i’m off the meter, my mind locked on crime
see i’m tired of all these rapping n-gg-s dying to shine
and i’m tired of fiends asking for a dime for nine
hearing this next punch line from me may sound strange
you sit your 5-dollar -ss down, before i make change
yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad
fresh out the jail, sh-t is really real
n-gg-s is still in jail, and i pray they don’t tell
20-man indictment, my lawyer gotta fight this
n-gg-s know i ain’t never pressed for dough
and n-gg-s know i don’t serve n-body i don’t know
son said he was from o.t., pay 11 an o.z
my man brought em to me, see he ain’t really know, b
that it was hot, dude was a cop
he was just trying to pop, to put the new beams on his drop
first i served him o.z.’s, then i served him whole keys
now we all co-d’s — d-mn man, i o.d
you know how it is on the street, n-gg-s is holding the heat
po-po walking to beat, we burnin l’s up in the jeep
ain’t nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic
it’s over i can’t believe it, d-mn it’s over
feds seized the six, the lex’ and the range rover
now a n-gg- rollin in a toyota corolla
used to never get high, now i’m never sober
.380 six-shot glock top loader
keep it in my waist son, i’ll put one in your face
i ain’t got nothing to lose, n-gg-, so stay in your place
just jumped bail, i ain’t been on the run long
but it feel like a motherf-cking marathon
c’mon, bounce, n-gg-, bounce
wop the reason why y’all motherf-ckers say bounce, b-tch
n-gg-s, n-gg-s don’t set trends
n-gg-s just jump on d-cks
that’s why they bloods and crips now

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