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letra de army - dcxshy

[intro]
mack, you’re doing the worst
mom, polack’s making beats again

[chorus: dcxshy]
yeah (woah)
yeah (woah)
we have them sticks like the army (blatt)
i got this bl!ck, n-gga, how you gon’ harm me?
i mix the purp’ and the green like barney
d-mn, the b-tch wanna ride me like harley
the money come first, so i’m never tardy
sold her some boot, yeah, it was parsley
i’m gettin’ good while these lil’ n-ggas starving
i don’t wanna talk if we ain’t talkin’ ’bout bread
she ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t, left the b-tch on read
and i got another ho giving that head
we ain’t in my crib, n-gga, i’m in her bed
had to slide on the opps block just like a sled
run up stupid, you’ll leave with no head
can’t take no chance, keep one in the head
stop copyin’ me, n-gga, that sh-t is dead
[verse: smokingskul]
these n-ggas copy, n-ggas clones
shawty a b-tch when she get the bone (yeah)
i stuff a three-five in the cone (huh)
.30 on me, get a n-gga gone (we get him gone)
i mix the lean with the xan’s (yeah)
.30 on me with a ceiling fan (ceiling fan)
i got the bricks, i got the [?] (taah)
making the block through [?], k!lling them (yeah)
make this sh-t disappear, like screwface
slime you for a dollar, i’m two-faced (two-faced)
[?] n-gga, what you do for a blue face (huh)
i’m servin’ the grams out a boot case (yeah)
i’m off h-lla sh-t, off the stimulus
i call up cxshy, yeah, we militant
and these n-ggas keep on sneak dissing, we ain’t feeling it
i’m in an orange coupe, but i’m peeling it (yeah)

- dcxshy

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