The Diplomats - Dead Motherfuckas - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Indistict female singing sample in background] [Cam'Ron] Killa! Jones We told niggas about eight years ago We had this shit in the smash right (Aight) This shit too light man (In the building) I got us, Dipset Lets go Freekey (I'm sorry I'm late, lets get it rockin') [Verse 1] Everybody out at the Rock the Mic tour I'm back in the kitchen, rocking the white raw You copping your pipe for, locking your nice doors I pop up in like 4 with chickens that like raw They clickin', they like raw! They fixin' to fight for Me: look at my ice, for sure, your sight's sore We all wearing links as I prepare a drink Glare and think how I got the whole New York wearing pink Girls, they stare and wink, how I flare the mink Drop the top, pop the throttle, cock a Glock, pop a bottle See "Paid in Full", now I'm up in Blockbuster And I'm paid in full: still on the block, buster Not for rock, rucker. '01 ride-wrecker Shogun, show guns, blow one, you not Gutter! Little inside joke for you cocksuckers My block, sucker? Popcorn and hot butter Like it's the movie theater, but its the Uzi area Hootie-hoo for hootie-hoo, produce hysteria And me, I ain't no coattail bitch I did the Motel 6 with the wholesale bricks (Sample of female singing in background Overlaping) Killa Dipset! [Hook] [Cam'Ron] and (Juelz Santana) Jump! Back! Glock! Cock! Aim! Shoot! (Y'all some dead motherfuckers) Repeat Twice [Verse 2] I bitch straight up, get in the car (Oh Shit!) I'm the shit in the car I do like Alfre-do, shit in your car Pop-a-squat in the drop Take a drop in the drop While you dropping the top, unlocking your locks Damn! Last year y'all got a mask in your ride Y'all imagine its hard, y'all asking for jobs (Jobs?) Realize I'm attached to the mob Selling crack in the park, building sacks in the Saab And chrome, give you skin burns Leave your dome like ringworms (Worms) And niggas coming home, they my interns We the cake couple, put together great puzzles Hood they love us, the hood together we stay subtle Juggle bubble, why you niggas hate tussles? (Y'all don't wanna fight) I didn't always hustle, I was Ma$e muscle He had the ones so he bought the body I had the guns so I caught the body Done son off in the lobby (Finished) I stay wit the gun shooters, drum movers Raazoo Kahlua turn one ruler to son doola And the same brother that you knew Came through in the rain same color as +Yoohoo+ (Y'all don't know) Now you know thats the same color as doo doo (Shit) I'm the shit, call me Pepe Le Poo-Poo And I got eses thats cuckoo You freshe like they LuLu From freshe they don't doo you (Sample of female singing in background Overlaping) Killa....Killa Dipset! [Hook] Killa!
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