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letra de zeus - dd caine

[hook: lp rambo]
these n-gg-s sleep on a n-gg-, right now
while your b-tch wanna get this pipe, ow
know your -ss probably hurting right now
that’s not real diamonds, n-gg-, pipe down

[verse one: dd caine & lp rambo]
f-ck a “pipe down”, p-ssy n-gg-, get your pipe
drop a five down, that’s six bullets in, you lie in blood
.40 hit, your n-gg-s pourin’ 40 oz., cryin’, but
they ain’t try to stop your -ss from dyin’, so they cry for what?
woke up check my phone, then i hit the streaks
yeah, i hit her day to day like a snapchat streak
do you even check her phone? she a snapchat freak
yeah, i’m sendin’ bullets at you like a tweet
who’s to say a n-gg- ain’t to run up in your bando?
n-gg-s smile ’til i fire, moods get changed just like a candle
all black for all black, my palm, it stays up on this handle
he like beefing over wax ’til he get lit up like candle
money older than me
yeah, i got a lil’ thot plus she older than me, she not controlling of me, she know i’m holding the streets

[hook: lp rambo]
these n-gg-s sleep on a n-gg-, right now
while your b-tch wanna get this pipe, ow
know your -ss probably hurting right now
that’s not real diamonds, n-gg-, pipe down

[verse two: dd caine & lp rambo]
blood near my vans, had to leave that n-gg- in dirt
you’d think i’m a teacher by the way a n-gg- give work
that hoe, she don’t love you, let me eat her like i’m big lurch
don’t be waiting for a clapback because clap first
disappearing bodies, oh my god it must be magic
coppas looking for the poppa, not a drop on his fabric
catch another sgk swear to god i’ma blast it
bloodied up, if you rep a 8ball i’ma crack it
stand ovation, pistol clappin
when it’s brackin i’ma use it
connect the c and fork, n-gg-, you can meet my poolstick
have you seein’ in red, leave a n-gg- in a pool pit of every set i’m stackin’, actin savage but can’t prove it
i come from a place where it’s dark in the daytime
iron on me, tony stark in the daytime
slow mo, stopwatch, sh-t, n-gg-, take time
you can catch me selling f-ckin’ bricks at the state line
hit a tay-k on the feds, cross the state line
tryna stack my sh-t up, b-tch, i can’t afford to waste time
look at me and laugh, but my mouth is straight line
like the zipper on ya body bag when you take nine

[hook: lp rambo]
these n-gg-s sleep on a n-gg-, right now
while your b-tch wanna get this pipe, ow
know your -ss probably hurting right now
that’s not real diamonds, n-gg-, pipe down

- dd caine

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