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letra de fuck all y'all - damu ridas (bloods)

intro: lil’ hawk:

aww sh-t, i’m back up in this mothaf-cka, his and her mothaf-ckin’ nine, n-gga, me and my homegirl about to regulate you busta-ass n-ggas

verse 1: lil’ ms. chyna:

here’s just a little something for my enemies
you step too close, b-tch, i make you to a memory
i’m pimpin’ like heidi flights?, and they know i’m that nice
and when you f-ck with fire, you gets rolled up like (?)

verse 2: lil’ hawk:

but now peep, all mothaf-ckin’ giggity-game
as a n-gga let loose, i’m kickin’ more sh-ts than bruce
you have no juice, so please don’t try to step to me
this, anybody k!lla, n-gga, you f-cks up with the young chick

verse 3: chyna & lil’ hawk:

man, you b-tches cannot see, lil’ ms. chyna
keep on slippin’ and in your grave is where they gon’ find ya
– and it’s about that time!
to let the funk begin
and we takin’ up on fools, as if we gettin’ quartered in
verse 4: lil’ hawk & lil’ ms. chyna:

sucka-ass n-ggas, f-ck the lb flee
how in the f-ck you gon’ be a d-o-g?
trick-ass n-ggas!
b-tch-ass n-ggas!
anybody k!lla, n-gga, how in the f-ck you figure?

verse 5: lil’ ms. chyna:

and my n-gga pack the strap ’cause i think i’m gonna blast
turn up at the (?), so i drop ’em and i gas
scared nini x, you’s a right-ass b-tch
you let everybody out from this dangerous clique!

verse 6: lil’ hawk:

naw, f-ck that sh-t, pass me the strizzap
the fam-bam n-ggas gettin’ took off the map
ride along, with that n-gga mc eiht
i separate the real from the mothaf-ckin’ fake, b-tch

chorus x2:

f-ck all y’all
verse 7: lil’ ms. chyna:

’cause we doin’ it like this and we doin’ it like that
took a rat-tat-tat, i peeled your cap right back
sad chyna ain’t dope, i sent to buck ’em, jack snoop
you think you can (?) me, should your mouth be on loop

verse 8: lil’ hawk:

and kurupt, how the f-ck yo’ punk-ass flossin’?
you went for a tossin’, in turn i paid the cost
sad clown, you more like a mutt
cmgb, n-gga, we can get ’em up

verse 9: lil’ ms. chyna:

it’s me and lil’ hawk we got the midas touch
and everything we touch, you can’t f-ck with us
and it ain’t no u.n.i.t.y., queen latifah
’cause the only things i’m down with is monument and (?)

verse 10: lil’ hawk:

ass, lil’ (?) don’t want even jump with (?) this scary-ass n-gga, f-ckin’ peel this n-gga cap
now, a n-gga like even k!llin’ b-tches too
so chyna grab the strap and do what the f-ck you gots to do
verse 11: lil’ ms. chyna:

nefertiti, you need to wake out yo’ dreams
i need you to scream, runnin’ around like a kid
you need to recognize real life, real life and outta life
your songs corrupt, and your mind’s hypnotized

verse 12: lil’ hawk:

now king t, now that your b-tch-ass able
kick the man’s out yo’ ass for my n-gga’s turntables
but, in return i’mma get you for your d’s
’cause you should’ve stayed down for the westside out of the ng

chorus x2:

f-ck all y’all

verse 13: lil’ ms. chyna:

mc lyte, you have no game
georgy porgy broke your (?) and now you ain’t been the same
now you down with the liddy-l!ck, you cast on the diddy-d-ck
i’m sayin’ f-ck all you jack-ass b-tches in this rap sh-t

verse 14: lil’ hawk:

there’s only one lil’ hawk, man, f-ck that n-gga bird
tryna steal my name, you mothaf-ckas’ll get served
and, it ain’t nothin’ wrong with the cpt
but you should’ve been down with quik, kd and hi-c

verse 15: lil’ ms. chyna:

i’m steady dippin’, i’m steady flossin’
and bo$$ you ain’t the boss, i’m the one doin’ the bossin’
ain’t nothin’, we sendin’ b-tches and n-ggas to they buckets
the more you think you ballin’, the faster yo’ ass is fallin’

verse 16: lil’ hawk:

and domino went from g-ngb-ngin’ to r&b
you know that n-gga don’t wanna be me
from the b-side, g-side, eastside, westside
jumpin’ out the bucket, f-ck it, n-gga, what that b like?

verse 17: lil’ ms. chyna:

slow down the cemetery
and nini you got (?), ’cause your (?) is scary
thinkin’ you’re a gangsta, you’re nothin’ but a pranksta
catch yo’ ass slippin’, it’s a must that i break ya

verse 18: lil’ hawk:

but, as a matter of fact
f-ck the whole industry like eazy you will be a f-ckin’ memory
you thought it wasn’t goin’ down, n-gga, you’s a clown
n-gga, f-ck the puppy pound, n-gga it’s on

outro: lil’ ms. chyna:

whatever the f-ck your name is, nini x, you gave your shirt you dirty-ass d-ck, yeah you probably got the same dirty-ass draws from bangin’ on wax 1, you need to tell these mothaf-ckas where you really from, stupid (?), yeah you homeless-ass trick, you played yaself, had a record deal and you f-cked your ass up, now you broke as a mothaf-ckin’ joke, you need to keep your head above water, ’cause you got that sherm in your mouth, haha, let me see, oh yeah, b-tch, when was the last time you douche? by the way, i heard you want (?) d-ck, but come to the real check, biatch! hahahahaha, hahaha…!

- damu ridas bloods

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