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lirik lagu blood bath – dayton family

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d-mn, is that bootleg
d-mn, i could’ve swore i just saw backstabber
d-mn, i gotta leave that sh-t alone

[shoestring]
it’s your nutty n-gg- how you figure you can take my sh-t and break
try that sh-t you thinkin bout and hollowpoint gone lead your wake
cause ain’t no jackin me for no green, we done no dividends
n-gg-rs get they sh-t blew up, so motherf-cker best a friend
killin his so-so block, or straight up pull out his glock
he’s been shot, took his knot
left him in the parking lot
no mercy on the enemy, the b-tches are ridin on flat fours
bullet holes in they doors, squeeze that sh-t that blows them foes
ghetto nappy, trigger happy so you gots to watch yo back
can’t be thuggin, hoes be buggin when they see us pull this strap
blood is leakin, what you thinkin there’s no other way around it
searchin for some static, it’s automatic b-tch you hope you found it
he’s been grouded six feet deep
where he stood is wear he sleep
my hustle been lackin them grams
and ain’t no worker for me gone play me cheap
we play for keeps you strike the street b-tch with your head missing
when we was ballin, you was fallin headed for the kitchen
with sticky fingers, now the singers for the f-e-d
won’t do they time, but do they crime and lick these b-tches feet
that boy’s a p-ssy, but a b-tch wanna play that gangsta roll
snitchin on players, got to save us when they pockets swoll
f-ckin with the game, you be on crack with your brain
tellin on your man, but you slip sometimes and f-ckin change
rollin on they side, in a g-ride while these n-gg-z slippin
dumpin their bodies like john gotti now they mother’s trippin
hadn’t been no snitch, you rottin -ss b-tch
good enough to raise your child
quick fakin wild, cause the aftermath is also foul
cut you in half, murder your staff sit back and laugh
cause down on dayton it’s going to be a f-ckin blood bath

chorus: repeat 8x

down on dayton it’s going to be a f-ckin blood bath

[bootleg]
i got more style than prison’s got bricks (ain’t that some sh-t)
my everyday is a mafia flick (let me make this quick)
i f-ck more groupies than rockin roll singers (better ask my click)
laughin like laughin hyena when killin (rippin up your sh-t)
stretchin these n-gg-s like caine when cut (strap on your nuts)
my d-ck is fatter than silicone b-tts (better ask your sl-ts)
i’m out for murder like n-gg-rs on bond (pullin out yo guts)
i be bootleggin like i was the don (cross me get f-cked)
treating you with st-tches like doctors in clinics
(but i’m not your nurse)
f-ckin with this style ira dorsey invented (like this and first)
i’m stackin franklin’s like tellers in banks (and to make sh-t worse)
i keep my pistols like brothers keep drinks
(here to quench your thirst)
i’m schoolin n-gg-z like teachers and tutors (don’t be late for cl-ss)
my aim is straighter than state shooter (aiming at that -ss)
i throw more blows than hookers on strips (don’t drop that p-ss)
i’m intercepting with dances and flip (break fools like gl-ss)
i’m so d-mn cold that i’m freezing the stage (hang up your coat)
i’m small but deadly like hand grenades (shoved down your throat)
i’m keepin n-gg-rs in line like feds (nuts hang like ropes)
i killed more honkies than oj than slayed (in l.a. keep)
smokin more bud than jamaicans can roll (n-gg-r p-ss that cess)
you like a leach on my d-ck so let go (before i snap yo neck)
i’m not steve walker though families still matter
(better check yo hoe)
your roll is slow my bankroll is much fatter (gotta make some more)
i killed more n-gg-z than deadly diseases (their ain’t no cure)
i prophesize like muhammad or jesus (pump pump no more)
i’m stabbin b-tches like n-gg-s with life (don’t cross my staff)
cause if you do reaper’s takin your life
blood bath on dayton ave

chorus

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