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letra de comin' for the '94 - dj violence

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[verse 1:mjg]
see a hoe, break hoe-see a hoe-see a hoe, break a hoe-see a hoe-see a hoe, break a hoe-see a hoe-see a hoe, break a hoe-see a hoe-see a hoe, break a hoe-see a hoe-see a hoe, break a hoe-see a hoe-see a hoe, break a hoe-see a hoe-see a hoe, break a hoe

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[verse 2:princess loko]
here i go, ’94 comin hard, better known as 9-quad
strictly pimpin’ never caught slippin’, loko’s pullin’ hoe cards
violate split yo’ wig, kick it with my f-ckin’ nig’
talkin’ all that bullsh-t, sissy b-tch can’t you dig
keep the chrome in my coat, bullеts in my clip hoe
slap yo’ ass with that glock, b-tch because you too slow
’93 long gonе, ’94 you know it’s on
that trappin’ sh-t done played out, now it’s time to tote the tone
makin’ ends, keepin’ cheese, smokin’ blunts, pushin’ keys
for real-a my n-gga pull the trigger, princess ass makin’ these
bumpin’ junts on yo’ ass, treat these b-tches just like trash
real n-ggas stay around, trayin’ babies never last
pimp and a playa all in one, mind games never fail
never underestimate this pimpin’ ’cause i’m raisin’ h-ll
been a [?] holla g, a real playa gotta go
but i’m just lettin’ ya know loko ain’t goin’ for the ’94

[verse 3:mac t-dog]
cl!ck like a lunatic, mac t-dog on a pimpin’ stroll
i got it sewed up for the ’94, call yo’ motherf-ckin’ dirty hoe
the ’93 done played up, my little mac t-dog gone come in hard
you talkin’ ’bout shootin’ pistols my n-gga, i’m throwin’ a f-ck and rob
i’m sneak when i’m on the move, the hooptie is what i ride
i parked it just outside the street then i do a d-mn homicide
i vamp from the murder scene but a 5-0 can’t get me hoe
they knock on my f-ckin’ door, watch they be at they funeral
a stone cold k!ller, mane never barrin’ that bullsh-t
capital m in the mac trick, the t is for tickle b-tch
but ’93 i played around but ’94 i’m back again
these n-ggas who failin’ mac t, i’m takin’ they f-ckin’ wig
these bustas and traitors mane, they crossed me in ’93
see yo’ black ass in ’94 hoe watch yo’ punk ass be six feet deep
these n-ggas they talkin’ bad, i hear ’round they pistol though
[?] comin’ out for the ’94
[verse 4:tommy wright iii]
d-mn that was quick, it’s the ’94, time to reload
one man gang tommy wright, f-ck daytime i creep at night
runnin’ from the folks, jumpin’ fences all that sh-t is long gone
pistol playin’, police got on my nerve so now i pack a tone
never changed, still insane
dreamin’ of runnin’ the m-town
four corner bound where i’m found, underground ’94 sound
really though, check it out hoe, tell these b-tches princess loko

[verse 5:princess loko]
mothaf-ckin’ ’94, hoes get they skull popped
motto for the 9-quad: get this f-ckin’ knowledge dropped
to you b-tches flankin’ perpetratin’ of a playa style
real sh-t too sl!ck loko has no alibi
homicide, do a crime, hoe don’t waste my f-ckin’ time
blow away yo’ brain with this .45 in my panty line
n-ggas on my f-ckin’ jock and hoes is envy of this pimp
i’m hittin’ so f-ckin’ hard you hoes [?] cannot f-ck with this
lady mack in the black, hit the track and sell my crack
keep a low profile because these b-tches be behind yo’ back
talk that sh-t but weak ass h-ll and smile up in yo’ f-ckin’ face
plottin’ to the next n-gga how they can get my fame erased
just can’t stand to see a n-gga be on top and make some ends
i don’t have associates and sure don’t have no f-ckin’ friends
ridin’ with my partners paranoid and tw
don’t start no sh-t, won’t be no sh-t, i got no time to f-ck with you-

- dj violence

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