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letra de ah sh#t - the db'z

[intro: turf talk vocal sample]
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t

[hook: turf talk vocal sample]
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!

[verse 1: hot]
a bay boy: white tee and my stunna shades
you can’t see through the middle like rollerblades
dirty boy, you can tell by my tattoos
i got a dummy crew, they nuts like cashews
i’ll punch ya head if you’re steppin on my shawn carters
.45 make my rocawear sag harder
ah nah, them boys got straps
peak concentrated caps, you can tell by that
i get cake, just for some sl!ck talk
you player hate? on yo head, we’a crip walk
sick wid it, it’s the whole cl!ck wid it
turn you whole club to a d-mn moshpit
[hook: turf talk vocal sample]
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!

[verse 2: work dirty]
db’z…we hotter than a throwaway
work dirty: i’m flyer than a bird’s wing
if you ever in your life disrespect me, ima send my dirty gang to your residence
i ain’t never been no poodle my ninja
shoot your tires out and watch your whole car lift up
broads love me, all the kush lift up
bay boy, so i know i ain’t givin chips up
i’m trick track money, to put our homies on
since the industry slept on us so long
work dirty, sick wid it, yeah, we got funk
armored trucks for you haters; shoot this sh-t up

[hook: turf talk vocal sample]
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!
[verse 3: hot]
we’ll slide through…just like a visa
everybody loaded up…just like a pizza
nigs on the scr-pers, yellin out our turf
neighborhood in my city airbrushed on a shirt
yeah it’s young hot, i’m stupid with the rap flow
goin hyphy on the floor, throwin elbows
rosegold hang down to my n-ts-ck
dirty gang, and jack you for your tro stack
if you thinkin bout beef? lil dude back
all you hear is db’z and the cl!ck clack
box chevy full of birdman jr.s
dreadlocks, gold grills, gurbman jr.s

[hook: turf talk vocal sample]
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
ah sh-t, here come them boys, they got straps!
you could tell by they nike gloves, heathers and beanie cap!
[verse 4: work dirty]
what happened? i thought you was a coke bottle
playa, she look like a rossi bottle!
you said she was a top model?
man, your broad look like a siata
we in the game like ea sports
you at your baby mama house, broke smoking ports
you and your boy is hustlers huh?
then how the h-ll y’all broke? that’s a oxymoron
your man wear white tees cause he’s cholo
i sport white tees, mommy, cause i choose to
we’ll light n-ggas if you ain’t from the bay
so if you passing through, don’t get off the freeway

[outro: turf talk vocal sample]
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t
ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t, ah sh-t

- the dbz

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