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letra de don't dis me.(thazz all the haters do) - young2hood

don’t—-don’t dis me-don’t f-ck’n dis me
i’m tired of—uh you dising me. i’m tired of it, yeah! i’m tired of it, you dising me
(repeat three times

v1) one for you haters, dis,dis, dissing me, yeah! b-tches,sniches, talking sh-t not washing ya dishes. better believe that you don’t finish nor start, your verses softer and older then tar. watch what you say fool! where is my tool when, thatz the 22″ oh! keeping talking sh-t it will be used to finish you. take my kindness for weakness, soft, never that! black never will be that. i’m harder then those fools u seee on espn. oh! next verse? see you there, i’ll think i’ll grab me a beer

don’t dis me, i try to be silent, you keep fooling with my head i will become violent-might joe young in this b-tch! sick of it, you hater taking me for a joke, now i got to throw some bows, you stupid ho. why you dissing me, violent, thazz what you make me to be. why you dissing me? i got more hoes,clothes and big stacks of cash,mercedes benz. yeah! money i got! can’t touch this, no you can’t touch this, so get off my nuts b-tch,so stop dissing this

v2) two, so into this track,not trying to be black,oh not trying to do that! (uncle randy guy- i plan to keep on diss you.) well, unk i ain’t having that, my m-16 is’nt having that. all the times you dised the black, i let it slide. not no more! now i hit you with the 44″ and watch you hit f-ck’n floor. yeah! the f-ck’n floor, blood runs down ya shirt make you feel like dirt while you started dirt and return to dirt. i shoot you once more, motherf-cker!(multable gun shots, die b-tch! on to verse three let us proceed,open up the book of history and how fools dissed me

v3) verse three motherf-cker! i started and entered the game in 2013. my history was kind of scary, violent and so timeless. way back in verse two where i shot my uncle for descriminating against the black, 22′ i made him feel that. no more walking or talking sh-t something he will have to deal with. better then me ending it, on hit through the chest, b-tch god bless. walking days over, everyday like a valcano erupting, pain descusting. you rusted descusted! now busted. peace!

- young2hood

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