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letra de 10 a g - d malicious

(slim atb) :

mmm….

mm…mmm..mm…

ayo d, i think we got sumn wit dis one…

yuh…yuh…yuhh..
young n-gga, but i’m coming out them trenches b
nd iann chasing sh-t, if it ain’t mean’t, then it ain’t mean’t to be (i can’t)
thought yo ass was smoove, i played the part, like is you kidding me ? rearrange my cards and turn yo ass to f-ckin history (stupid b-tch)
nun but a b-tch to me, smokin on that stupid gas, i got that sh-t for 10 a g !
b-tch i’m zeed, so d-mn high forgot to watch ma speed, let ’em flic behind me, told they ass to find me, i’m like who is you, he don’t want no static quick to bust a move, sp-wn it, let him have it, pull it out the hat, like it’s magic, i’m tryna cause sumn havoc, like what they said, that sh-t was tragic, pull up, i be splashing, hit da gas, i be dappin, tryna live off this rappin, me and mal back to back, we tryna make it happen, ion talk care cause n-ggas cappin, tryna box еm up nd ian talkin bout tappin, white sheet leave еm covered like a wrapper, people fakin kno they ass is actors…

(slim atb) :

young n-gga, but i’m coming out them trenches b
nd iann chasing sh-t, if it ain’t mean’t, then it ain’t mean’t to be (i can’t)
thought yo ass was smoove, i played the part, like is you kidding me ? rearrange my cards and turn yo ass to f-ckin history (stupid b-tch)

(d malicious) :

iann texting these hoes, i just leave em delivered, if i’m cutting you off, den you passed me da scissors, b-tch give me top, cause she know i got skrilla, feeling like top, ainnn n0body been realer, … you give me the beat, know ima k!ll it, hang wit sumn z’s, them n-ggas be drilling, if that n-gga a hoe, we call him a mistress… (yuhhh…)

b-tch i’m young and malicious, i come from the trenches, get yo ass popped n-gga, don’t even mention, i call it glockiana when i shout out to mention them bullets they hit from a distance, these b-tches be trippin, these n-ggas be switching, ionn give a f-ck..
i’m tryna get my n-ggas out da city, i’m tryna bring some n-ggas up with me, i’m tryna get my n-ggas out da kivett…uhh pullup and get you some chicken
if it ain’t bout money, da hoe gotta go, tell da lil b-tches stop calling my phone, ion give a f-ck n-gga you ainn my bro, she dropping the low n-gga you gotta go, b-tch hurt my feelings, nd b-tch hurt my soul, my n-gga he gone, can’t hear my songs…

(slim atb):

(d malicious):

10 a g…..
she said i can’t rap, that sh-t…….mannn, ian ian even finna let that sh-t get to me doe, but.. aye aye shoutout v….uhh
shoutout to v, man she said i can’t rap, but i’m riding da muhhhf-cking h-ll out dis beat, i hang wit some z’s, i know some n-ggas who spray down yo street…or yo block… n-gga give a f-ck bout the cop, do the dash on the cops, dance on the opps ………

don’t stop when it come to this sh-t…
baby make that ass dribble like you was in the league…
i was rapping when i was 3….give a f-ck ..

tripping…
im a star, n-gga im a star, im on the beat just cause im a star, ayee……..

- d malicious

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