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letra de niggaz - dvs mindz

[verse 1: str8jakkett ]
(n-gga who is you?)
i’m on the creek n-gga
gonna sneak n-ggas
about to catch you sleep n-gga
(n-gga who is you?)
i’m a snap out n-gga
a black out n-gga
a smack mouth n-gga
because you n-ggas
say f-ck stew n-ggas
i’m quick to cuss you n-ggas
so f-ck you n-ggas
plus you n-ggas
think we soft n-ggas
so violence is my first and final thought n-ggas
showboat n-ggas
slowpoke n-ggas
i’m no joke n-gga
i’m from nocoast n-gga
i’m a gun toke n-gga
i’m one broke n-gga
a child support n-gga
while in court n-gga
i’ll abort n-ggas
i’m a dirty d-ck n-gga
multiple personalities multiply us into thirty sick n-ggas
i don’t like blunts n-gga
i don’t like punk n-ggas
i stay drunk n-gga
ready to punt n-ggas
i’m a 40 ounce n-gga
cause i like beer n-gga
i’m gonna f-ck the street let’s do it right here n-gga
solid type weird n-gga
you’ll be runnin’ from n-gga
shut the f-ck up and understand where i’m coming from n-gga
a top city n-gga
hit your block with 50 n-ggas
them no love n-ggas
them close club n-ggas
stop being a strange n-gga
and find your sac n-gga
let em hang n-gga
behind the back n-gga
i’ll crush that n-gga
out of hate n-gga
you bow to fake n-gga
out of state n-gga
show respect n-gga
ready to fight these n-ggas
give a f-ck if your black -ss don’t like me n-gga
you got something to prove n-gga
what you wanna do n-gga
you wanna move n-gga
you don’t want me punching you n-gga
make no mistake n-gga
my show meet state n-ggas
and k!lla klan just gonna do away with only fake n-ggas
cause only a few n-ggas
really some true n-ggas
which one are you n-gga
what you gonna do n-gga

[verse 2: d.o.p.e. ]
(n-gga who is you?)
i’m a straight thug n-gga
at the club n-gga
show no love n-gga
(n-gga who is you?)
i smack more hoes n-gga
two days in a row rocking the same clothes n-gga
i’m a nocoast n-gga
a no joke n-gga
don’t act like you don’t know n-gga
it’s dope n-gga
a lone n-gga
a million dollar broke n-gga
bacardi dark as sprite i don’t smoke n-gga
but i choke n-gga
black your mouths n-gga
up neck n-gga red acting wild n-gga
a hostile n-gga
i take your style n-gga
a x to extraterrestrial ex foul n-gga
widen your smile n-gga
like you’re my pal n-gga
i’m unsigned so i gotta go these extra miles n-gga
but i give a f-ck n-gga
we can buck n-gga
guns i take your funds now you out of luck n-gga
cause i’m a street n-gga
must complete n-gga
creep n-gga
sneak up on you with a nine ain’t no jeep n-gga
i flash the heat n-gga
ain’t nothing sweet n-gga
give me the watch, the bracelet, the stash under the seat n-gga
now you scrub n-gga
looking stuck n-gga
i told you the last few bars i give a f-ck n-gga
cause i’m a devious n-gga
i’m mischievous n-gga
i put my d-ck on the track you better believe in this n-gga
so stop dissin’ n-gga
and just listen n-gga
or some old cats will find your -ss when their gone fishing n-gga
cause you a fool n-gga
wanna be in my crew n-gga
with damian, barry, dewan and stew n-gga
but you a whack n-gga
never be fat n-gga
always robbin’ always wanna blaze the sack n-gga
kicking crack n-gga
as a matter of fact n-gga
ain’t nothing true you can’t end your raps n-gga
like smokin’ blunts and carrying a nine n-gga
we ain’t f-ckin’ with my n-gga
how you get signed n-gga

[verse 3: dl]
(n-gga who is you?)
i’m a i.s.p. n-gga
parolee n-gga
they don’t know me n-gga
(n-gga who is you?)
i’m a h-llhole n-gga
man is anybody f-ckin’ with us? h-ll nah n-gga
i’m a tom poe n-gga
bunch of bomb blow n-gga
full gown indian from nakaho n-gga
they flocking no n-gga
keep it poppin’ though n-gga
automatic shine call it mobbin’ glow n-gga
the bud makes me wiser n-gga
you’re fired n-gga
now that the midwest is up in here the livest n-ggas
don’t even try it n-gga
we’re watchin’ n-gga
we’ll start a riot n-gga
start sparking n-ggas
put the hit out n-gga
make you a milk carton n-gga
tie you up you’ll have nothing to lose like martin n-gga
y’all some sh-t startin’ n-ggas
play the part n-ggas
when dvs show up on they d-ck right of the start n-ggas
i mean some lame -ss n-ggas
scared to bang -ss n-ggas
one of them i lay down my gang -ss n-ggas
i’m eleven third n-gga
f-ck your word n-gga
show me the bread the rest is for the birds n-gga
i’m a closet full of heat n-gga
don’t compete n-gga
i’m defeat n-gga
make your head leek n-gga

[verse 4: k!lla the hun]
(n-gga who is you?)
that no fame n-gga
that no name n-gga
still getting’ brains n-gga
(n-gga who is you?)
that one rap n-gga
that blaze a sack n-gga
gone of the gat n-gga
where the mic n-gga
i heard you tight n-gga
i blow the mic n-gga
then throw the mic n-gga
on no night n-gga
so how you figure n-gga
cause you bigger n-gga
i fill bigger n-ggas
with slugs and sh-t n-gga
sticks and bricks n-gga
i see you n-gga
you can be there too n-gga
you drive by n-ggas
i’m a walk by n-gga
pull the ar-one five n-gga
and watch you die n-gga
then kick your crops n-gga
with full force n-gga
on your porch n-gga
then smoke a port n-gga
cause you provoke n-ggas
i choke hold n-ggas
and punk bow n-ggas
in front of they hoes n-gga
that wild flow n-gga
your style’s old n-gga
i’m rockin’ shows n-gga
with out of control n-ggas
if you the realest n-gga
i’m the illest n-gga
k!lla the hun n-gga
i k!ll for fun n-gga
like oxen n-gga
a infrared n-gga
who wanna rump i bombaclot n-ggas
i’m midwest n-gga
so f-ck the rest n-gga
a rhyming m-th-f-cka straight out of kansas n-gga

- dvs mindz

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