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letra de goin napalm - dna tru lyricist

[hook: dna tru lyricist]

i’m posted up, c-cked back, chilling with my shades on
waiting for some females to slip into my blaze zone
i stay strong, you could tell i put a little weight on
secretely, your girl calling me from a payphone
trynna get my late on, stuff for me to prey on
your girl on her knees but she ain’t trynna get a [?]
and i [??], haters be staring at me, but they won’t-
think of touching me, motherf-cker, i’m going napalm

[verse 1: dna tru lyricist]

welcome to the year 2013
beware lyrical monsters [??]
we could get it crunk with the sk!ll at the same time
and i ain’t lying, i’m just a lion that could be tamed
i’m not your circus entertainment, lame sh-t
i come with the same sh-t, then blow out your brain, b-tch
loving how i came with it, and i ain’t gonna change sh-t
and i don’t play for fame, it’s not like i’m that anxious
it’s like a tank hitting, when the b-ss hitting
roll on up the streetlight, hey kitten
here kitty-kitty, it’s the nitty-gritty
hits em with the witty sh-t, so come get with me
i’m posted up, c-cked back, chilling, what should i say, huh?
you looking like a million dollars laying on the table
for you, i’d take out one of my own like abo
situation gets sticky-sticky like maple

[hook: dna tru lyricist]

[verse 2: tha reap’r]

you can go ham, but i’m still a bomb
burn this track up cause i’m bout to go napalm
what the f-ck you waiting on? i’m trynna get my rave on
get this lame dude something else he can hate on
this is just a hobby, i could do this all day
but i ain’t trynna get a deal, i just did this for my boy
so we can knock this sh-t out like junior jones roy
roy jones junior, i’m coming to consume you
this track might bruise you when i take it you, loser
i know this sh-t here really ain’t what you used to
you can bet your bottom dollar, i go harder than i used to
roll my blunts with one hand, you still gotta use two
[??] in my lap, it’s all about that suwu
sitting in a new coup, staring at the moonroot
[???] like wayne, getting higher than the moon do
show a n-gga this, and i ain’t giving [?]

[hook: dna tru lyricist]

[verse 3: dna tru lyricist]

throw your hands up, motherf-cker, stand up
you claim you a man, man, you better man up
see, i’m [??], i’m trynna bust a d-mn nut
that’s why i got your girl blowing me like a [?]
i need a d-mn sl-t, one with some sand stuck-
in her b-tt, f-cking on the beach in a d-mn rut
why you laughing now? i take it back to how-
i p-ssed out on that plastic couch with my -ss out
what should i rap bout? whoops, there i go again
three point from them hoes, whoop, there it is
i got my followers behind me steady rolling in
you got something to say about it? imma throw you in
a pit full of piranhas, a sick poisonous iguana
and the corpse of osama bin laden
i promise i’m on another level of [?]
hydroponics, supersonic
hypnotic, astronomically bout to bomb it when i’m on it
going napalm

[hook: dna tru lyricist]

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