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letra de tell these bitches - shaggy 2 dope

[produced by: dj clay]

[verse 1]
shout to my thugs and my scrubs going in for the k!ll
mad love for my fam, yeah, keeping it real
still holding that hatchet up, holding sh-t down
terrorizing folks, painted up like a wicked clown
s – h – a double g – y
numero two d – o – p – e
i – stood up to the test of time i know you like “f-ck me”
2nd lp between joker’s cards
icp for life, love it like a second wife
murderous beats and wicked lyrics, sh-ts nice
never think twice never looking back now
always looking forward and deliver
believe that
i write my raps and my skin with a sharp blade
with my eyes shut in a cloud of haze
step up to the mic and recite the chorus
read it backwards, hit it forward
with demonic tw-ng

not known to sing but the sh-t i bring
get your spine tingling, brain stem to bottom
this ring, what it mean is that i wouldn’t hit women
think, think it again. you (?) me dancing

[hook]
sh-ggy 2 dope did it again and imma
tell these b-tches how they life gonna end
cause they steady frontin’ like they just don’t know
that you can’t f-ck with a strangler
sh-ggy sh-ggs ain’t no hoe
(whats good with it?)

[verse 2]
there’s too many d-mn fish in up in this pond
i’mma gobble em up and drop the f-ckin’ bomb
whoa!
destroy the weak, rule over the strong
and keep these wheels rollin’ on and on and on
what’s wrong with these mainstream d-ckheads?
“down with the feds” you straight up sh-theads
do what you goin’ do but we ain’t goin nowhere
for 25 years of fear ain’t bout to disappear
so f-ck the f-ck off, you motherf-cker
yeah you trick the m-sses, i ain’t drinkin’ your kool-aid, dude
devil, bring it up a level, yah!
i bring trouble like a pop-o-matic bubble, hot!
it’s what you not. tryin to bring what i got
you’re bound to flop, tryin’ to stand in my spot
you get stabbed, not shot, where my blade? found it
less noise, more blood, soak up in your carpet

i wake, did dab, with the liquid that’s red
then it’s off with your head
not sorry for your second
but instead, sliced your body like a loaf of bread
cause you spit too d-mn much, and nothin’ said

[hook]

i stab you, (?)
if we got beef
knock out your teeth you f-ckin’ dweeb
bend down now
pick em up now
kick you in the -ss
what’s up now?

i stab you, (?)
if we got beef
knock out your teeth you f-ckin’ dweeb
bend down now
pick em up now
kick you in the -ss
what’s up now?
(what’s good with it)

[hook]x2

- shaggy 2 dope

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