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letra de i beat yo' azz up - deala

[deala]
[1 verse]
everytime you got f-cked up
dat means i beat yo’ azz up
ain’t able to posse up
so, ya should get out
but don’t make it loud
i hear it n will be stalkin
it won’t help you, i mean yo barkin
i’m comin with the m-th-f-ckin strap
it duzn’t need any fact
who did you elect?
don’t weep in the trunk of my jeep
if you got poor life n yo ass can’t survive
even when i’m talkin’ some sh-t
but dat’s so heat n it duz lead
so, i k!ll this f-ckin beat
it’s hard n fast
you will be caught n bust
if you wanna deal with me
next track i gonna make ’bout dark sea
to be exact, cease yo drinkin’ the m-th-f-ckin tea
i don’t want to harass
but it be cool if ya gimmie yo address
i wouldn’t advise to get into the stress
’cause you can pass out before i enter
knockin to the neighbour
he said you should pay the f-ckin rental
i made yo ass get up
don’t make me add up – some pain
it’ll be more roughly if i put ya in da rain, ya know what i’m sayin
[chorus]
yo ho without car
got f-cked up with a tar
but you neva break the law
so, what the f-ck?
yo homies get down by the shot
all dat sh-t with the help of the m-th-f-ckin sl-t

[2 verse]
you ask what the f-ck i’m talkin ’bout you
but when i’m talkin ’bout you, i’m talkin ’bout yo’ f-ckin crew
and dat’s true
i don’t lie, after that don’t cry
look at tha sign
you almost get bumped into the dead end
deagle’s in my hand
i ain’t wearin’ the f-ckin band
f-ck all of your friends
tryna be so cool drivin on parent’s benz
and you wanna switch to the reverse gear
but fucc dat rear, you start to fear
’cause it duzn’t want to switch
i’m standin near that pitch
i like to smoke out each rich
so, fucc you, b-tch
take tha knife n pr-ck the wheel
ya have to check yo peel
i don’t want to use da gun
’cause i ain’t gonna run
from the m-th-f-ckin police who gonna quiz
but when i stab it, they won’t get it
and everythang will be clean
ya can consider yo property in the f-ckin bin
dat phrase is under the quotes
tell yo homies they shouldn’t drive these roads
they can get busted a cap in their throats
[chorus]

[3 verse]
i beat yo azz up
and i don’t wanna stop
i’m not a g-ngb-nger
but wanna smoke out each m-th-f-ckin seller
ya know what i’m talkin ’bout
ass of yours is not stout
don’t pretend to be tony raut
who is he? nuthin n even not an og
just stop doin that
fucc the d-mn roulette
if i go to the casino, i’m playin only poker
we ain’t got any joker
i wanted to go to american college
to show my big knowledge
i would strike ya there so hard like in the movies
and get too many groupies near the f-ckin locker
don’t deal with us, stupid m-th-f-ckin d-ck sucker
m-th-f-cka, i live in the country you don’t want to attend
don’t try to pretend that you can take a car n rent
actually, not there
all dat sh-t will be like a nightmare
oh, yeah
to make my real tracks
i provide it with a real m-th-f-ckin facts

- deala

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