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letra de fuck ya’ll (murder inc. diss) - domination

[intro: bang em smurf]
ayo this bang em man, word up man
i hear this n-ggas talkin’ reckless man
you know, f-ggot ass murder inc. n-ggas
we hear y’all n-gga but it’s m.i.k. over here, ya heard me
g-unit n-gga
tryna come at my boss wrong, aight n-gga
we hear y’all

–gun shot sound–

[chuck d sample]
3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

[verse: domination]
f-ckin’ bird ass n-ggas man this domination yeah
my n-gga 50 to advanced to be addressin’ ya
so i’m here, domination also known as the king’s messenger
i might as well start with this fake pac slash dmx wannabe
i’ll put you 6 feet under me
in them rap lyrics black you gotta be bored
namin’ yourself after a car you couldn’t hardly afford
you say 50 overpaid why ’cause you’s a broke rapper
still in the hood eatin’ sardines and crackers
givе it up b-st-rd
you need to focus on droppin’ your album
n0body pockets was affected by your fraudulеnt stabbin’
keep playin’ and i’ma murder you herbs
the only reason you alive is smurf ain’t give me the word
and you was perfect for the w-nksta beat
i’m glad you used it
stupid that goes to show that murder inc. is trash music
tah don’t think i forgot you
i creep upon lac wit a gat and put a cap in yo back p-ssy
i got a he-rs- for young merse too
little puppet, i send you home to your mom’s in a bucket
ja ask ashanti your line up is foolish
i’ll break your little neck, you ’bout the size of a pool stick
we ashamed you from queens talkin’ ’bout you thuggin’ somethin’
how motherf-cker when you bang wit a fiend
jeff you’s a fruity
a little x, a hotel, some r kell’s and n-gga feelin’ on yo booty
we don’t play that p-ssy sh-t
round here
you know what we movin’ wit
round here
we rep gorilla unit clique
clown yeah
don’t get shot over some stupid sh-t, i keep the pound there
n-gga southside in the house, without a doubt
we the rappers wit gats everybody chat about
check it out
guns we bust ’em, problems wit ja let’s discuss ’em
he p-ssy and his threats is nuttin’
’cause we could pop up in hollis
long nose llamas catch balck child hoppin’ out his old ass honda
run upon tah and ja while they f-ckin’, murk ’em and put poison in irv gotti stuffin’
you fat little b-tter ball
you never bust a gun at all
i’ll toss you off a bridge and watch you belly flop the f-ckin’ floor
you want war you actions sure don’t show it
i have the coroner make this a kodak moment b-tch!!!!
m.i.k. n-gga
[outro: bang em smurf]
motherf-cker
yeah n-gga
i sent him n-gga
bang em smurf n-gga
i sent that boy after them bum ass n-ggas
g-unit n-gga
pop off n-gga
you hear us n-gga
we in the hood n-gga
f-ggot ass n-ggas ha ha
bum ass motherf-cker

- domination

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