letra de n***a cypher 3 - dime! (hyperpop)
[intro]
yessir, yessir, final n— cypher
we out here bro, wish it were (what!?)
[verse 1: dime!]
lil boy a b-tch, that’s why i call him a- (n—)
that n— black and he a slave, he a- (n—)
if he talkin’ down, ima punch his f-ckin’ (n—)
he blackie, that’s why i called him a
got no life, he black, i don’t f-ck wit’ that
he don’t wanna argue, that’s why i called him a (n—)
if he talkin’ down, ima pull the trigga
that lil boy a (n—)
talkin’ down i hit him wit’ dat [?]
shoutout [?], take him off the internet
if he talkin’, we gon’ have to use his name in past tense
[?] he ain’t got no friends
talk on the gang, we gon’ send all these triggas
you ain’t our gang, you can’t f-ck wit’ my n—
[?] l!ck him
he wanna get cops on me, gon’ have to hit him
[verse 2: 1crusafix]
get the f-ck up out my face
run out with a knife, that p-ssy boy thought he was safe
comin’ for the bodies, now i’m on the f-ckin’ jag
p-ssy talkin’ tough, but you was a lag (what!?)
yeah, i’m posted up wit’ glocks
i’m shootin’ at the opps
your b-tch, she tryna stalk
i do not wanna talk
i do not f-ck wit’ y’all
me and tdk always f-ckin’ run da block
[verse 3: gunk]
told ’em flexed up, better get yo racks up
[?] thought that he gon’ need a check up
in a garden home, but that n— get blessed up
new year, new me, b-tch i’m bless, yuh
you’re way too broke, go get your racks up
yeah we on the n— cypher, yeah we next up
try to get one clout, but it’s super loud
try to get wit’ me, but you can’t get wit’ da gang
[verse 4: raininglol]
move him off, take him off the internet
[?] head
[?] got no respect
[?]
[?] not a flex
[?] triple x
if you hear the opps around, better watch my step
shoutout [?] now i’m going through the texts
and you don’t know what i’ve been through
you threw me all the issue, oh wait i need a tissue
i’m really gonna miss you
i’m goin’ far, far away
i hope i see you one day
yeah, smokin’ a pack then i go
hit the bl!ck and i aim right at his dome
i really wanna go home
into the [?] i roam
you’re broke, go get a loan
you ain’t swag, you are my clone
[?]
[?] alone
yuh, you know these fellas [?]
can’t stop talkin’ unless you know the [?]
[?] them
he was talkin’ on the net, so we know where to get him
[verse 5: cld]
[?]
i know that you don’t wanna see me win
rack down, i-i’m that p-ssy if you talkin’ sh-t
put him-put him 6 feet underneath the pavement
if you want a feature, that would probably need a payment
i’ve been talkin’ h-lla sh-t since i came in
[?] so i’m not finna waste it
heard you talkin’ sh-t on us, so [?]
[?] i know that b-tch you basic
[verse 6: jacobymccraytm]
talkin’ down [?] gang
[?] stank
put his body in the trunk [?] stay wit’ a shank
[?] you’re a f-ckin’ stank
[?]
[?] lil n—
[?]
[verse 7: rxtrx]
makin’ money back to the [?]
i just shot at a- (n—)
[?]
[?] smile
[?]
[verse 8: z1m]
two twin glocks, f-ck a uzi
i don’t want a b-tch actin’ boozy
[?] do me
[?]
[verse 9: woxied]
wit’ da gang, yeah we chillin’ in the vc
and we let that n– join, talkin’ sh-t no you can’t see me
all you n– clones, i know you just wanna be me
b-tch i am your goddess, you cannot defeat me (ah sh-t!)
[verse 10: girlsynth]
f-ck that, we gon’ f-ck him up and leave him nauseous
ima k!ll that p-ssy, ima put him in the c-ckpit
shootin’ up, you watchin’
why you tryna start sh-t?
i just [?] wit’ a knife, don’t plan to stop it
[?] like i’m crazy, ima put him in a hence
there’s a cop on me, or else i’ll keep running through the vents
[?] whatever said
[?]
okay we f-ck him up, p-ssy really think that he could end me
you keep talkin’ sh-t, [?]
you said that you love me, [?] jealousy
[?] he standin’ right next to me
[verse 11: imsg]
[?]
n— why you smokin’ all around that [?]
i’m wit’ dime [?]
[?]
[?] got me laughin’
[verse 12: goyrds]
[?]
[verse 13: 1antii]
[?]
[verse 14: dime!]
n— talkin’, now you really gotta go
[?] pole
y’all [?] actin’ slow
[?] he a low
[?] glow
[?] foe
[?], you already know
lil n—, you are not the gang, you are not my bro
b-tch you got them glocky’s and the ak with them hollow tips
b-tch we hittin’ headshots, b-tch we hittin’ f-ckin’ flips
[?]
[?] you a f-ckin’ b-tch
[?] you are f-ckin’ trash
how the f-ck i made you and you still [?]
[?]
[verse 15: ihuhalo]
[?]
[verse 16: woxied]
b-tch i’m edk, f-ck it up, we k!ll ’em all
all these n— finna die, oh yeah, ima k!ll ’em all
in the back, holding on all these pills
[?] and he tellin’ me to chill
back up, lil n– back up
fu-fu-f-ck a smackdown, p-ssy boy get smacked up
[?], p-ssy n— pack up
talkin’ sh-t on me, he couldn’t believe that we just f-ckin’ ranned him
walk up on the scene, hold a glock up in my hand
oh man, oh no throwin’ sh-t i had began
let him down, ima shoot him down, k!ll on all them man
this for all the n— out there, [?] story now it ends
[verse 17: biias]
smoked up on his gas pack, yeah the specter
ima hit him in his [?]
[?]
yeah this choppa got a [?]
[?]
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