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letra de then it drop - dunn d

[verse 1: dunn d]
???you parrots don’t know how to act???
i mean we’re the stars, c-nt it’s clear
gutter rap mixed with a seedy -rs- buccaneer
stir up the mix, see the team will start ruckus here
scottie pippen lifestyle, g to spark puffin gear
mang f-ck a scene, call what i f-cking see
manaz ill, dunn and d raw on the rugged beats
ahhh, what it look like, i walk these grubby streets
war on the precipice, talk’s cheap, nothing’s free
yeah i got em scared, no one will challenge me
k!ll a f-cking ???dragnaught??? just ??kn-b?? c-nts are battling
??just?? the arrogance, so much arrogance
blow up your spot i’m a stoned thug anarchist
scattеredness while i’m f-cking racking a chargе
another day, ‘nother dollar, ‘nother packet of darts
having it large, son you can’t fathom the bars
turn addicts to the track like crack in a glass
see ’em sink in a cesspit, we think of the next tip
the el capitán, know/no the bringer of death sh-t
tripping and legless while i’m pinging on dexies
have a coke and a smile or just give me a pepsi
calling the shots, sorta like we balling them ???
but i’m still broke as f-ck, yeah ??pouring ’em grog??
roll with cats who wake up in the morning to rob
so when the door gets a knock we never talking to cops
they don’t understand, loved ones, kiss ’em goodbye
k!lling them like “that’s not a mic, this is a mic”
err god d-mn toaster and that sh-t is on fire, nah
kidding aside i hit ’em with a villainous strike
don vito corleone, boss type, proper style
swimming through the mother f-cking swamp like a crocodile
loyalty while they hock c-cks for the dollar sign
-gun shots- l!cking off shots like it’s columbine

[hook]
then it drop
that’s what i’m saying we ain’t playing no more
it don’t stop
double or nothing we be taking it all
sh-t is hot
y’all really don’t know who you’re f-cking with here
don’t give a d-mn if you don’t like it, you can suck on the d-ck

[verse 2: manaz ill]
ey yo, lads up in my faction don’t like to answer questions
the lord’s prayers can’t protect them
so half of my homeboys are armed with weapons
just waiting for the day that karma sets in and
now these c-nts watch the battles me and dunn got
tell me i’m the best and then diss me after one loss
haters see us shining and they go and grab their sunblocks
still i’m at the bar getting drunk off of gun shots
i’m sid vicious, this isn’t punk rock
found the key to success, now i have it unlocked
don’t know many millionaires, met a couple slum dogs
never done jobs for other people i’m a young boss
og, smoke weed till my lungs pop
unstoppable spitting rhymes till the drums drop
so other rappers can’t f-ck with me like a nun
cause they know on beats my st–z will leave them speechless like their tongue right
murdering rappers, all merciless swagger
no love for the snakes, f-ck the serpents and adders
ey yo i deal with royalty like i was working for ??abra??
thinking that money must be funny quoting verses by abba
but homie, i was never taught to write rhymes
no mentor around me to authorise lines, so
the only train of thought in my mind
said to play it cool, then break the rules and snort the guide lines
so i’m back again on that devilish rebel tip
girls try to get there game on, this ain’t netball b-tch
i made a name for my self saying disrespectful sh-t
so drugs are irrelevant when getting to my level is
haters never wanna see me flow, lmr entertainment ceo
every rap i said was cr-p/crack, plus ??? beats dope
yeah this battle sh-t is cool but check my ep though
[hook]

- dunn d

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