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letra de jey the nitewing vs. dre dennis - gates of the garden

[round 1: jey the nitewing]
i better not hear no chokin’ bars comin’ from you, n-gga (-chuckles-)
can’t lie, i was sad for you
partly was mad at you
sh-t was everywhere, half the gram talkin’ ‘bout nick baggin’ you
by the way, jey the nitewing, true king, b-tch – good afternoon
lookin’ forward to workin’ wit’ ya later
as of right now, i’mma do what i have to do
don asked for me, i ain’t send for you
even wit’ helmets of tin foil, i’ll leave ya mind red (read)
classic, or you just die instead
well, that depends on you
mechanic mindset, rhymes sl!ck: the pen’s oil (pennzoil)
i know you heard, n-gga
wordsmith, murderous
nitewing, expect turbulence
flyin’ over the surface of a mushroom cloud
ayo, what’s this “loud” sh-t y’all been fussin’ ‘bout?
got you huffin’, chest puffin’ out
b-tch, i ain’t heard nothin’
how i’m gettin’ beat by dre? that’s how pill-lovers sound
don’t hold your breath
since your pgs, you done overstepped
career went downward, dog thinkin’ that he pose a threat
that’s a yoga stretch
old n-gga wit’ health issues: i don’t get checked
gon’ need medical and dental
the braces needed was for his neck
boy, show respect!
dre dennis…n-gga stuck at the main entrance
startin’ what you can’t finish, tryna act like that’s great business
you f-ckin’ loser…
that ain’t a garden – that’s a graveyard, stupid n-gga
you smokin’ crack, fam’
open the-open the f-ckin’ trash can and throw your music in it
b-tch, you guardin’ the gate the same way my 2-year-old guardin’ the gate to the kitchen
have you no shame!?
been the most recognized no-name
your rank is sh-t
trust the process…of elimination, b-tch!
shamelessness! takin’ pride for what you didn’t achieve
that n-gga krooger just got here – he already livin’ your dream
we don’t hear you
“loud boy” my ass
you ‘bout to get kicked off the team
get the dryer sheets, you been washed
died at sea
the way cannon fired on you, cause of death? piracy!
boy, you choked on that n-gga so hard, it made mariah leave!
n-gga, why did you-
you know what?

[round 1: dre dennis]
it’s dre dennis if you didn’t know
loud boys, jersey, gates of the garden sh-t
i said…
hold it down in the back
hold it- hold it down
where my water, bro?
i told don i wouldn’t do this, but i had a change of heart
he gave me a n-gga named nite, so i’mma make this dark
i raise fear, it shakes peers (shakespeare)
you a actor, so better play your part
or dre’ll get the banger, dawg
let the wesson aim and spark
jey, the (jada) smith goin’ off: red table talk
the toast shoot after
if i don’t f-ck wit’ ya logic, i’ll get pro tools after, and approach you, b-st-rd
the mac next to wing like a soul food platter
small .8, scarface: “say h-llo to my little friend.”
i’m forward wit’ bucks
to be honest (giannis), i’m givin’ your middle ten (middleton)
split his chin, swiftly swingin’ my fists again
yeah, lay these, nite (ladies’ night), like missy and lil kim
they know, i f-ck up everything if i snap: thanos
you really think this sh-t won’t go down? dre know (drano)
i ain’t hov, but you’ll get rapped if you come to my state, yo
and jey won’t ever f-ck wit’ jersey again like change clothes
get the tec, pull
squeezin’ bullets until you bled, fool
got this can’ to give you, wing: i’ll leave you red, boul (bull)
was the sh-t as a young’un
was born a man: benjamin b-tton
we squeezin’, don’t need a reason, and we liftin’ and dumpin’
known to riot, coronavirus: my n-ggas trippin’ for nothin’
n-gga, f-ck it!
grippin’ the shotty and lettin’ it off on you
i’ll let a sh-ll peel off easy: it’s hard-boiled
i’mma spark on you, then your team if your dawgs loyal
bow! and they’ll get rocked after nite (night): gargoyles
so stop it, bruh, before my posse come, and they body ya
barbershops closed, but i still got n-ggas that’ll line him up
this guy get cut in the center
the knife is stuck inside of ya
yeah, it’s up in the middle of nite (night): insomnia
homi ya, show his n-ggas this black pistol
let it flash and got them, nite (in gotham night): bat-symbol
mad simple: you won’t squeeze a gun ‘cause you a coward, homie
and power show if you wanna k!ll dre, you better fire on him
loud, n-gga

- gates of the garden

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