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letra de shii talkin - diizii & thedirtybunny

[intro: diizii]
sh-t, i just seen some sh-t you won’t even believe, dawg
man, f-ck them n-ggas, they tweakin’ (‘ight, ‘ight, shh-shh-shh)

[chorus: diizii]
d-mn, i’ll be gone for a minute (yeah)
outta the bag, tryna get back in it (in the bag)
huh, we do it for real, f-ck a scrimmage (for real)
they be police, f-ck all ‘em snitches (f-ck 12)
and, matter fact, b-tch, f-ck the witness (matter fact)
woah, none of these n-ggas is with it (none of them)
d-mn, and why these b-tches actin’ wicked? (why?)
yeah, and i just went tapped it all weekend (yеah, yeah)

[verse 1: diizii]
woah, none of them p-ssiеs could kick it (okay)
you ain’t worth a penny, b-tch, i’m worth a ticket, huh (lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch)
lil’ b-tch (uh-huh), how the f-ck could you ever down my tone? (what?)
get outta my mentions, i’on’ pick up my phone (huh)
b-tch, f-ck you, baby, i’ll sing you a song (f-ck you)
f-ck that lil’ money, my sh-t is too long (f-ck it)
f-ck all that back and forth, i don’t play ping-pong (f-ck it)
bathe with the apes but i ain’t no king kong (yeah)
lockin’ the door to go crack on my shorty (yeah)
she look up at me saying, “daddy, i’m h-rny” (look up)
i’m like, “hol’ up, baby, d-mn, you’s a freak” (hol’ up)
locked in with this baddie, she get d-ck for free (uh-huh)
yeah, i’m back with bunny and we stuntin’ (pack ‘em)
walk ‘em down so they don’t do none the runnin’ (pack ‘em)
b-tch, f-ck an oldhead, f-ck all ‘em joe buddens (f-ck ‘em)
hol’ up, wait, lil’ n-gga, i’m wil’in’ (wil’in)
i see that they tryna bite the way i’m stylin’ (ha)
bands comin’ it, i’m keepin’ it pilin’ (b-tch)
my b-tch walkin’ in, i tell her, “stay silent” (yeah)
[chorus: diizii]
d-mn, i’ll be gone for a minute (yeah)
outta the bag, tryna get back in it (in the bag)
huh, we do it for real, f-ck a scrimmage (for real)
they be police, f-ck all ‘em snitches (f-ck 12)
and, matter fact, b-tch, f-ck the witness (matter fact)
woah, none of these n-ggas is with it (none of them)
d-mn, and why these b-tches actin’ wicked? (why?)
yeah, and i just went tapped it all weekend (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: diizii]
and tell me, bro, why they be tweakin’? (why?)
they missin’ out, why they be sleepin’ on me? (missin’)
you ain’t ever get to freakin’ (never)
but, really, this sh-t runs deeper (yeah)
zack is a broke b-tch
i got money to burn with the lighter i used for this reefer, huh (ka)
and kvoss a lame and a loser (what?)
d-mn, they got tools but do not use ‘em (tools)
you look like a bum, don’t excuse it (you a bum)
and yo’ brother raymond is a doofus (f-ck ‘em!)
i made me a banger and bunny produced it (ha!)
you got a b-tch? well, you prolly abuse her (ha!)
you don’t gotta be mad just ‘cause yo’ b-tch got a d-ck bigger than yours (you don’t gotta be mad)
you don’t gotta be mad you came out this way, d-mn, yo’ mama shoulda aborted (ha, you mad)
bro up on the net actin’ like a tough guy (on the net)
that’s some sh-t that’s gon leave you with one eye (yeah)
sh-t talkin’, n-gga, you look like a crackhead (sh-t talkin’)
why you cappin’? you should just quit rappin’ (you cappin’)
[outro: diizii]
man, really, why they cappin’?
anyways, push up, push up

- diizii thedirtybunny

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