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letra de liaison - dmb gotti

[intro]
like
(jrosz)
why a n-gga wanna play with me?
two strikes, no plea
dmb
like i’ma pop my sh-t
regardless, n-gga
check me out
ayy, hey

[verse 1]
batter up
i start swinging, n-ggas better run
check out my section, we get cheddar, huh?
i’m with them same n-ggas
at the grammys, but b-tch, we came with her
sat at the podium and shout out all my main b-tches
same b-tches be f-ckin’ on enemigos
then got the nerve to hit my people like we equal
unbelievable
gang-related how my people do
don’t think she love you ’cause she sleep with you
i sent the b-tch to get location, got it, now we creepin’ through
janky auntie, that’ll show you what a freak’ll do
pull up with a chopper to the block, up like my cage was loose
you ain’t sayin’ not a thing, b-tch, i get paper too
peekaboo, i see you, you know that watch just cost you
i need vacation plan, let’s see what my p.o. talkin’
you know i play my hand every time, i don’t see no losses
janky car just hit the corner, gots the reaper callin’

[chorus]
pull up like ooh, what it do?
auntie, she on instagram, i swear that she cry few
my b-tch, she like, “you good?” i said, “i think i’m finna shoot”
hope they don’t think a n-gga lost it ’cause i jumped up in the booth
feel like got somethin’ i gotta say, i’m the liaison, n-gga
on your block hoodied up, lookin’ like trayvon, n-gga
whole gang pop out lookin’ like slaves, my n-gga
hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn’t’ve came, my n-gga
pull up like ooh, what it do?
auntie, she on instagram, i swear that she like you
my b-tch, she like, “you good?” i said, “i think i’m finna shoot”
hope they don’t think a n-gga lost it ’cause i jumped up in the booth
feel like got somethin’ i gotta say, i’m the liaison, n-gga
on your block hoodied up, lookin’ like trayvon, n-gga
whole gang pop out lookin’ like slaves, my n-gga
hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn’t’ve came, my n-gga

[verse 2]
me? i’ma bag whatever
you can tell that i got problems, i get mad at nothing
why a n-gga checkin’ pockets like he sn-tchin’ somethin’?
he gon’ find out the hard way that i got slapper on me
ooh, huh, scottie pippen
stare his mama in the face like, “yeah, i did it”
she wasn’t trippin’, she had problems with the n-gga
back to back, we sendin’ shots for n-ggas livin’
n-ggas hidin’, n-ggas hidin’, we got location on lock
feds done found the chopper, got indictments on the block
my paper, it keep floating, n-ggas better buy a glock
why this b-tch keep tryna see me, but ain’t suckin’ on c-ck?

[chorus]
well, i got somethin’ i gotta say, um, ain’t no way, my n-gga
on your block hoodied up, lookin’ like trayvon, n-gga
whole gang pop out lookin’ like slaves, my n-gga
hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn’t’ve came, my n-gga
pull up like ooh, what it do?
auntie, she on instagram, i swear that she like you
my b-tch, she like, “you good?” i said, “i think i’m finna shoot”
hope they don’t think a n-gga lost it ’cause i jumped up in the booth
feel like got somethin’ i gotta say, i’m the liaison, n-gga
on your block hoodied up, lookin’ like trayvon, n-gga
whole gang pop out lookin’ like slaves, my n-gga
hundred deep in this thang, you shouldn’t’ve came, my n-gga

- dmb gotti

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