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letra de doa - convicts

[ big mike ]
dea, cia can’t get with this
double-o n-gga f-ckin ’em with the quickness
never been a ordinary who took sh-t
i stand tall, bustin n-ggas’ -sses quick
but i let a b-tch bring me down, g
beat the f-ck out of the hoe because she was f-ckin over me
the bossman, the big chief
i put that godd-mn sh-t under non-belief
i couldn’t believe she would play me
i thought i had it good by the way she laid me
now all the pain i feel gets to me
and now i’m frontin, sayin she wasn’t sh-t to me
then she ( ? ), what is this
she must wanna become a name on my hitlist
a voice in my head said ‘hurt her’
f-ck goin down for -ssault, make it a murder
now this sh-t is gettin deeper than i thought
feelings changed, i wanna k!ll for a sport
she’s alone in the bedroom, perfect scene
two shots in the head, real clean
only 20, haven’t enjoyed her life yet
so tender, so young, so soft and wet
but she f-cked up, didn’t wanna live
now she’s kickin conversation with dead relatives
and i’m gettin took down, frisked down, shake down
laws wanna break me down
goin for mine is vital
cops found the b-tch doa, dead on arrival

(there’s no survival) –] big daddy kane
i’ma leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival) –] big daddy kane
(there’s no survival)
big mike’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)

[ big mike ]
back on the street after my two year sentence
they had to let me go because they couldn’t find a witness
tryina convict me on a motherf-ckin murder charge
had my -ss in jail when i shoulda been livin large
it ain’t no thing because i’m out here anyway
and i’ma make ’em pay for every f-ckin day i spent away
son of a b-tch, f-ckin sell-out b-st-rds
they had the first laugh and i’ma have the last one
you see who laughs last always laughs best
i’ma carry a bullet for every motherf-cker’s chest
try to play me weak as if i was a hoe
but oh no joe, you got to let that bullsh-t go
cause i’m a menace causin much mayhem
b-tches get slammed and i don’t give a godd-mn
now who wanna step to the convict
i’m breakin n-ggas’ d-cks and i don’t give a sh-t
here to secure my survival
leavin motherf-ckers doa, dead on arrival

(there’s no survival)
i’ma leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)
(there’s no survival)
big mike’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)

[ big mike ]
a cold you n-gga from the block
makin a living with the art of slingin rocks
and lovin every minute of the sh-t
runnin game on b-tches just to lay some d-ck
on my mission, sh-t is gettin crucial
b-tches lookin at me like “n-gga, i’ma shoot you”
i wish they -ss would try to handle me
cause i’ma roll ’em up and push ’em like a key on a piano, g
and f-ck their minds up
give ’em a second to run, too late, hoe, time’s up
out to get mine, now it’s time to prove
i’m about to pull some real f-cked up move
taste the vengeance of a n-gga from the street
bringin the strong to the motherf-ckin weak
pull my tool when i’m tired of fightin
strong as a greek god, so call me the n-gga t-tan
slashin your -ss up into choice cuts
if, ands or buts, i don’t give a f-ck
keep your nuts in your pocket if you want ’em
then them hoes hang against me and i’ma step on ’em
smashed them b-st-rds to smithereeens
place your motherf-ckin head under the godd-mn guillotine
strictly securin my survival
leavin motherf-ckers doa, dead on arrival

(there’s no survival)
big mike’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)
(there’s no survival)
3-2’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)
(there’s no survival)
lil’ jay’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)
(there’s no survival)
bido’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)
(there’s no survival)
doug king’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)
(there’s no survival)
rap-a-lot’ll leave ’em (doa, dead on arrival)
(there’s no survival)
ex-cons leavin ya (doa, dead on arrival)

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