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letra de don’t get in my path - young deshawn

you’re not ain’t wit protest i got say- don’t push d-mn your luck towards me, were i done give sh-t bout yo gang just keep f-ckup the rotation wit out p-ss dat good sh-t round to next guy in line, were i got up to put on my version of dogtags in coated into gold without pull these gucci low man out of the closet then put dem on, yo shorty’s are sum b-tches whine to your ex’s bout me an were i went to the nightclub and they won’t let me in then if say f-ck the dress code , were i gunned sneak my way undetected like a ninja and yeah don’t get in my way were i gonna make ur team a living h-ll then i in da back in smokin session gettin’ high as mothef-ckin’ down here in t- town whatz up cuz, were i gone out of control on you better watch out i gunned these lazy -ss punks into next year and you wasn’t shouldn’t never count me out yo brothaz calls me a “apex reaper” of ur worse nightmare

chorus: where i got no choice leave you or yo cl!ck in 2 bodybags yeah if you get in between my path, were i gunned set ya drug police in flames wit dis blow torch got from my homeboy lil temper, where i seem d-mn hot shorty wants f-ck shawty come on lets go and then these n-ggers ain’t screwed me over wit lame excuse from last night wit out no punishment why ur babymamas got ya -ss on lockdown but not me im da prince of da hood

(verse1 🙂

were i gunned ain’t obliterate yo love from my mind i say- it’s over confused shorty and were i’m enjoyed k!lla you’ll til’ ya beggin’ for ya lives, were yo brothaz lookin’ at me like a stackman an i’d getta started wit out no spit, no written’, no savin’ jus hustlin and yo shorty’s are stunna by moneyman- moneyman gut say dis- were i got the best meds for you an ur hotgirls’ a dose of mr. d, were i gotta ya coming back for more yo ex’ guy friends can never treat ya right only can i

(verse2 🙂
were i just wasn’t in the mood for people’s bullsh-t today so i pull out 4 bunts and smoke dem up in yo face if you get in my zone will i stunna yo -ss to death, were yo sisters aren’t kawl ya wit out she put me in the comrade zone and ya have a sh-tload of strong drink at yo homegirl’s house- they have a whole f-ckton, were i gunned spit my fire on yo p—y wet shorty’s an i gotta make ya say it thru ya mouths like dis” shut the h-ll up and stop describe b-tching bout yo hard cash, were yo brothaz got a bad case of dragon -ss an wtaf is he going on about?? “ur sh-t” then i never be able to pee with yo shawty bathroom irritated me like that with no privacy you wanna get on ur knees kiss on dis mr. d, were i can make here said the money appet-te with no racist feds then yo homies can’t no right why they screwed up big time an these f-ckin’ police force down here flashin’ warrant for ya cl!ck

(verse3 🙂
were i can’t mess yo brothaz dat’s on house arrest wit only my gangsta bros an ya dis is davis gang in dis sh-t ya brothaz can’t screw with us, were yo shawty is a ratchet shorty ain’t screw about wit no security an yo ex’s never try demolish every in sight just like a i hate that geezer he got angry at me just for execution his dog it was only with machinegun, then i got say- yo the notorious r.y.d is in the house an yo yung engage wives had blackmail by me where i realized that cute shorty didn’t want to know the time she was really interested in me an make all yo 6 ex-boyfriends so darn jealous dat you’re with me dat’s means a good thang, then i never trust dirty cops screw with drugs got’ em f-ckup an yo ur all brothaz on wild rampage thrash ya don’t get in my crew done even play round without draw first blood

- young deshawn

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