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letra de tired of dis shit - dj paul

[hook]
n-ggas comin’ clean, rollin’ mean
i’m gettin’ ’bout tired of this sh-t
this that type of sh-t that’ll make you cl!ck
to get yo -ss in
n-ggas comin’ clean, rollin’ mean
i’m gettin’ ’bout tired of this sh-t
this that type of sh-t that’ll make you cl!ck
to get yo -ss in
n-ggas comin’ clean, rollin’ mean
i’m gettin’ ’bout tired of this sh-t
this that type of sh-t that’ll make you cl!ck
to get yo -ss in
n-ggas comin’ clean, rollin’ mean
i’m gettin’ ’bout tired of this sh-t
this that type of sh-t that’ll make you cl!ck
to get yo -ss in
n-ggas comin’ clean, rollin’ mean
i’m gettin’ ’bout tired of this sh-t
this that type of sh-t that’ll make you cl!ck
to get yo -ss in

[verse 1: dj paul]
ballin’ through my hood, ain’t you clean fool
show love finna get stuck up
tell that b-tch ain’t my thing, sweet black sugar f-ckin’ stang
laid back, glock tight, full of that tanqueray
when i scope i hope a n-gga drop off that cheese
i don’t wanna hurt n0body unless i gotta cl!ck for them keys
mane, let’s stick up these h-izz-oe in the h-izz-oe sp-izz-ot
g-i-m-i sum (?)
pistol grip, pistol whip, don’t you trip without yo clip my nig
if you ain’t kinfolk, deuce double one is what me do
biddy bop me glock pop on yo chest
unless you brought yo bulletproof
i’m jealous, fellas roll too clean
i gotta get mine so i’mma take yours
spank me with somethin’ (?) f-ck that, just gonna kick it on in
don’t you shout, don’t you make no noise
i’m down to die for mine all the time
lay yo b-tch -ss down clown, seventeen rounds
i can shoot at yo face, i won’t miss, turn on this
infrared got you scared, pappa paul pluggin’ heads
jack be nimble, get jacked so quick
jack with a jason mask on that b-tch
terrifyin’ these n-ggas soul, 666 we like that sh-t
biatch

- dj paul

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