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letra de snooze you lose - dante "d-man" nolan

[d-man]
u snooze
u lose
make yo -ss famous, put u on the news
murda. snooze
u lose
make yo -ss famous, put u on the news
deathrow. snooze
u lose
make yo -ss famous, put u on the news
3 b’s. snooze
u lose
caffeine pills, no (?), .40 in my trues
shoot dead crews
u on the news
latex mask, we ain’t leavin no clues
ak47 wit the hunnit
head n stomach
that’ll make a mf vomit
how yo -ss really off the sh-t, no (?)
they dont know who done it
but they’ll know who run it
8,1 hunnit
85 hunnit
deathrow 3 b’s, n-gga we on that
38 head on collusion, make dome cracks
lotta n-ggas turnin up dead, u dont want that
dont run yo mouth, we ain’t goin n-gga
we run it out n then blowin
everybody takin off, fallin down, duckin, hidin
n wet up the block like its snowin
ima m-th-f-ckin, hitman
slide up on u, up pole, thats it fam
yo sh-t can, quicksand
357 mag make big blam
its vietnam in my hood, but it really ain’t sh-t to us, we used to it
that 9,1, my crew do it
yo condo proof, we shoot thru it

[d-man]
u snooze
u lose
ha
murda. snooze
u lose
boy
deathrow. snooze
u lose
yo
3 b’s. snooze
u lose
lets get it
my lil, will come get u

[dee j-p]
u snooze
u lose
couple shots fired, now they end up on the news
u snooze
u lose
n-ggas chicken, bring the pole up to school
u snooze
u lose
hollow tips wet em up, sum like a pool
u snooze
u lose
got yo momma man n she cryin on the news
2 black mans, got gloves, 4 thirties
whole team dk, man im hopin that they hurt me
n-ggas hidin but we catch em, we ain’t showin no mercy
no squares in my circle cause them n-ggas tried to merk me
gotta get my hood (?), startin off on this day
always keep the pole but my n-ggas, they’ll spray
got duct tape on a snub nose .38
sh-lls down to rip his face
we ain’t leavin no trace
bro jus got charged to a 6 to 30
i’ll be 33, n my kid’ll be a shorty
overseas weed, so we callin it imported
screamin free e n i can’t forget hurt
main street b-tch, im vice to the dirt
i’ll never sell my soul cause i know what its worth
got lean n the purp, purp n the lean
never take a (?), can’t trust in a fiend
got thirty plus n lord jus bought a lemon squeeze
they say they (?) n we jus lettin off that steam
cause these (?) hit em up wit a b
young shootas, while u dealin bron, stay to the heat
ain’t no cage, ima beast
i was raised over-east
where we stayed in the streets
n we prayin while we sleep, on vice!

[neno]
deathrow main street, need no strap
tryna put us on the map, put yo mans on a shirt
sneak diss like a b-tch, get fount in a ditch
black mask, black other, can’t identify sh-t
n-ggas say they in the field, but be hidin in the crib
caught em takin out the trash, hit a n-gga wit the fifth
call them 3 b’s up to get 3 n-ggas hit
when we walk up on yo block, got sum terminator sh-t
i ain’t doin no talk, im jus terminatin sh-t
yo house, stash house, then we runnin in yo sh-t
bro rollin up the loud, now im lookin for the lean
got a n-gga sleep walkin cause u smokin blue dream
lay a n-gga down clean
then evacuate the scene
now these b-tches wanna f-ck cause they see im gettin green
do the dash on a e
n make yo girl shoot a 3
i tell that b-tch, to f-ck me u know u gotta f-ck the team
never lackin in the party, got the tool in this b-tch
made it trappin like a n-gga went to school for this sh-t
i ain’t tryna c-m, jus kno that im usin the b-tch
it ain’t my lifestyle n i ain’t even usin them sh-ts

- dante d man nolan

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