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DJ Kayslay
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Excuse Me
Feat. Gunplay, Vado, Uncle Murda, Sauce Money
Shit ain't gravy, shit ain't wavy Not even close, to cope a steady maybe Day county dog, little runt with the rabies Call dcf, we drowning these babies Cuba, Haiti, voodoo, ladies Diamonds, rubies, you be, hating Feel my talents now you see how my style is Brutal, malice, but violent Gunplay real name ratchet maraules A nigga trigger finger catching the chalice I go woof, to all the cats in the alley Stepping on these rats in my balleys With bats in the caddie ... now looking chevy, gold for the gold Retriever, labby, torch, g the k bx, ain't it Triple c, leave your g ass, paining
Bogota, madion, both born away here And when they drop, you know they gonna stay here Machines, machetes, maybach, mayhem Excuse me motherfucker, ehem!
Ball all day, never sit on the benches Bitches want attention and niggas wanna be mention 2 45 is what a nigga benching Ain't no scope it just ...me Grab a rope, get the linch in I'm handing rappers suspensions School of hard nox, I'm cut from a hard block We're pumping them hard rocks I'm in the drop, one button away from a hard top I'm playing in the park lot, away with the...watch Sitting on wile e, foulplay, while I stay on my toes like balee No cars, but have more keys than valee Get raw, they hand me the keys the way you down stay, ok If I play the ball, the chris pause Kick saw, deal in the cars with slick talk Sick boy, I go hard, I spit raw Pause broads, I do more laws than Chris...
Bogota, madion, both born away here And when they drop, you know they gonna stay here Machines, machetes, maybach, mayhem Excuse me motherfucker, ehem!
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Trust who? I don't know who to trust I got my armor out, I don't know who to bust My bbs diamonds got them hating on me Stick up kids outside the club they waiting on me I hit them up, now they waiting on the paramedics Them niggas needed to get shot, like a diabetic Portorican girls in my hotel room I let my man fuck em, he going to jail soon He got a threesome before he did his 1 to 3 I almost walked in the court room with my gun on me And niggas stay strapped, on mostly gotta have em A nigga still banging, on most he got I'm rapping Shut the club down, pour 100 bottles Oh what's the molly team, I'm off with luciano You know big talk, boss shit When I do it, I do it big, horseshit
Bogota, madion, both born away here And when they drop, you know they gonna stay here Machines, machetes, maybach, mayhem Excuse me motherfucker, ehem!
All I need is one square to function And a connect that will meet me at the junction Niggas talking reckless for nothing But as long as it's behind my back I'm cool with niggas fronting Cops on the street is like watching tv Lay back in the curtain, watch them easy They say real g's move in silent So in order to get it, I just had to be me Any plug comes with pc Me first, me second, me three They say you ain't a money nigga Till your whip is a year ahead and your chick is out of DC But my phillie thing is imperial That thing out in Virginia is wife material My California love is so serial My Indianapolis thing is so motor vehicle
Bogota, madion, both born away here And when they drop, you know they gonna stay here Machines, machetes, maybach, mayhem Excuse me motherfucker, ehem!
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