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letra de aftermath - notti osama & dd osama

intro]
(war’s too nasty)

[verse 1: notti osama]
oyogz, don’t add a k, if you add a k, get shot in your face
set da trend a b-tch, get off our d-ck, if you spinnin’ the hill, jb in a ditch
i smoke jayripk, d & d
tdk to cmv
i tell ddot get them bucks, we gon’ blow like tnt
catch cblu, his life will be mine
y’all mad jayripk in the sky
nas ebk, he a whole d-ck rider, he was feinin’ to be outside
oyog till the day that i die
i’m a demon, just look at my eyes
i ain’t no rapper, i really tote glizzy’s
talk on bro, five shots at your kidney
throw up the trendy, we aim for his belly
smoking jb, got me feeling deady
(like)
come on, come spin, glock on my waist, i’vе been dyin’ to cl!ck
jayripk got sent to jb, smoking on lotti, got me feelin’ lazy (grrah, grrah boom)

[verse 2: dd osama, blockwork]
we gon’ spin through thе sev’, with like two or three chops
flock at a flocka, his body gon’ drop
and we go to the rey tryna find cblu (bow, bow, bow)
catch melly, i’m letting it boom
boom back at the kelly, he movin’ funny get shot in your belly (gang, gang)
i can’t wait ‘til i catch me a gunna, two or three shots go right through they ribs (gang)
how you let n-ggas f-ck your b-tch, reywayk, all that sh-t to my d-ck (grrah)
you said you a steppa, you don’f do the step
come to the hill, we gon’ see who’s next
die 5, die 4’s, die 2’s, i see a opp imma up it and boom
(b-tch)
5th to the sev’ they both gon’ die, flock at the flock, got sent to the sky
like lay, jayripk, they got me dead
sevk’s a whole lotta deads
2’s to the gz they both gon’ die
[verse 3: blockwork]
what you did in the streets it don’t matter (like)
we spin for opps, move ‘za right after
stick to the script and we flippin’ the chapter
sevsidek, man them n-ggas is actors (it’s what?)
diss me, why the f-ck would you bother?
set da trend, i’m smoking your father (he’s a b-tch) (b-tch)
gon’ geek off a perc’, i ain’t buggin’ (buggin’)
f-ck the gz, they never on nothin’
wit’ my lil bros, get to dumpin’ (grrah, grrah)
you think it’s sweet, they ain’t goin’ for nothin’
ddot gon’ geek, put the beam on his pumpkin
it get up, have ’em jumpin’, kick her out, she ain’t rumping
i ain’t dissing these n-ggas, i’m spinnin’
[?]
gotta get out and shoot at his chain, ain’t no runnin’ and duckin’
he ain’t goin’ in that buildin’ (like)
i’m a demon, you don’t know
how the f-ck is you dropping my o
n-ggas got clapped, should’ve watched the back door
[?] if you know, den you know

[outro: blockwork]
grrah, grrah, n-gga
everything dead, n-gga
suck my d-ck
smokin’ jayripk, suck my d-ck
everything dead
glah
and it’s blockwork b-tch
grrah, grrah, boom n-gga

- notti osama dd osama

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