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letra de no d!ddy - designerdon

[intro]
y’all know what the f-ck it is, n-gga
go
(shootaa, 6shootaa‬)
go
“he asked for a gun fight, we gave you a gun fight. and he’ll never be in another gun fight again because he’s dead”

[verse]
i’ll be a k!ller
i’ll be anemic, that glizzy gon’ give him a permanent shiver
no sam cooke, donny boy never gon’ change even though i was born by the river
go by the book, ball like piston
he smoking on reggie, boy drinking a miller
how he survive?
buddy got hit in the stomach, i’m guessing that n-gga a liver
let’s play a game
move like a p-wn, this draco a queen, get shot in the chest
these n-ggas ratting for real and they telling for real and the da gon’ make ’em confess
i got a draco for real and it’s [?] hold a hunnid, it’s making a mess
these n-ggas foul
donny boy, earning my stripes, on my momma, i gave him a ten
p-ssy boy say he want be me
n-gga be wanting some fame, well i’m finna put him on tv
michael jackson, drac’ go hee-hee
n-gga be sagging, that p-ssy get shot in his peepee
d-ck on the glock, no diddy
i’m really popping for real, terrorizing the city
balling but ducking from 12
shooter in memphis, that drac’ got him doing the griddy
know all my n-ggas get litty
i sub in the game, i know how to ball
and i never can fall
rocking designer with gucci and prada with hanes on my drawers
insane asylum
i’m copping some suicide doors and i promise i’m buying it all
shopping for hats
percocet, throwing ’em back and i’m bringing my stick in the mall
i be the one
got me a shooter, gon’ run in my team so i guess he the two
pull off a three
bullets be piercing the opps so i know they can’t handle the truth
banging the four
i’m bringing drac’ in the door if they joshing ’bout banging the five
i k!ll six, seven, eight every day of the week when i air out the block with that 9
standing on ten
i’m screaming f-ck a new gen when i hop out with new mac-11
dawg be a demon
buddy’ll spin for no reason, he’ll spin on the angels in heaven
ducking from 12
catching me talk to a cop then i’m aiming this glock at myself
i gave thirteen reasons why donny boy tripping, i promise i’ll send you to h-ll
i been itching for a murder, four-five gang don’t make amends
i been claiming he a demon, draco wash away his sins
i been tryna make some benjamins, you n-ggas making friends
see a body drop, love it when i see my evil grin
you wanna shoot? you wanna spin? carry a casket with six of yo mans?
you brought a knife to a fight?
you can call it a night ’cause i brought this big fn
high as a f-ck and i need me a bean
i be in denver with stick in my jeans
somebody tell kentavious caldwell-pope, “get yo b-tch-ass up out the league”
i be a savage, i’m chilling with travis
got twenty-one sticks so i guess i’m a fiend
floating like magic
reminds me of wizards of waverly place ’cause it ain’t what it seems
i swear to god
and we bringing out more d-mn tecs than a mad-ass draymond green
you brought the thunder, b-tch, i’m a warrior
when sh-t got tough, you switched up the team
i want more money than rylo
donny boy leading the team, i swear, and they looking to follow
shawty, she suck it and swallow
really be playing my role like i’m arron afflalo
he make it hit with this hollow
i’m bringing dracy today ’cause i’m seeing tomorrow
gotta be a k!ller, ain’t no sorrow
got more sacks in the field than troy polamalu

- designerdon

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