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lirik lagu smokin’ out all assholes – deala

[deala]

intro:

hey, whassup, i’m deala n i smoke out all assh0l*s on my street n i gonna put my sh*t forward, check this out

1 verse:

evry 4 or 6 weeks i release my new sh*t
but there’re some freaks, who don’t know that
so they must stay away, that sh*t happened when 60 people have been passed away on the 4th may
b*tch wanna f*ck with me, ‘cuz my d*ck is so wide like hudson bay
i don’t give a god d*mn, if you call your f*ckin fella, i’ll destroy him too
me n my homies foreva’, ur your brain is outdated to get my clue
i don’t know that word ‘impossible’ i can take away your f*ckin team with the easе
all you’ve done is obsoletе, so your homies get outta your house, that means you gotta cease
the real men gained the fire 1 million bc usin’ the sticks n stones
the sh*t after they got was bones n now we can see this d*mn life on the tv
no one wanna deal with the busta
i just gonna cross out some words in my roster

hook:

all assh0l*s must be smoked out, when the deala is back out on his streets, ‘cuz he’ll always keep fit

2 verse:
i don’t give a f*ck who hates my verse
they can only copy the rap from the source
i’m workin’ in the summer to earn the dough n in like 5 years i gonna buy a ’64 n it’ll be low
the f*ckin’ cop said what the f*ck i exceed the speed n i said take your fat ass to your house n smoke some weed
he called other m*th*f*ckin’ cops n i was astonished, they were with the dreadlocks
who gives a d*mn when you playin’ with your homies hockey, am strong like a rocky
that’s an ol’ school sh*t they know exactly what i did it, i just don’t wannabe a vivid
this sh*t is white n black fo’ sho’, if you hate my rap, i’ll hunt your ass down with the bow
i created my own style, you live with the b*tch like a wild
i can show you what that sh*t stands fo’
in the night my buddies gonna break into your f*ckin’ rental car
i can easily break your neck n your claw, you have the f*ckin’ dough only for the liquid store
the process when i do the f*ckin’ sh*t is a simple, don’t consider it complicated, ‘cuz the fight with you gets frustrated
you’re just weak assh0l* n can only tweak your f*ckin’ a huge hole
evry day you must go ducth, if you don’t do that, i’ll put you in a d*mn hutch
each day new sh*t must have a rhyme, ‘cuz when everybody will know me, that means i hit the big time

hook:

3 verse:

i drop the next verse, i gonna put all my haters cursed
i remove everyone who gonna stand on my way, your life isn’t great, ‘cuz busta like you gonna work on the highway
we don’t accept the quarantine, your f*ckin’ body n skin aren’t pristine
ya must be ready fo’ shots to your dome when you’ll be talkin’ with the b*tches on the d*mn phone
when you bust out the zoo your all sh*t will be gone
the prostitutes are on the breadline, i f*ck the d*mn 9
they just wanna suck my d*ck to get some dollars n spend lotta hours to be flush with money
i like kickin’ your ass when you owe me, it’s just hobby
once f*ckin’ modern dappa rappa rappin’ ’bout guns, cars n b*tches, i just can’t hear that sh*t, ‘cuz he duz so many glitches n it sounds like in the m*th*f*ckin’ ditches
7 p.m. i’m rollin’ with my homies on the bicycles, i came across the f*ckin’ police on the tricycles
but i asked my sidekicks, fo’ what these bustas are suckin’ the d*mn icicles
they begged me to respond wtf i went out when the quarantine in 2020, like y’all assh0l*s on my street must be phony
last evenin’ i had to do nuthin’ so i gonna f*ck his pony, i mean his dirty wife
she liked that, so this b*tch gonna f*ck with each otha, i don’t give a d*mn whose is he brotha
i consider my duty to brin’ the dough fo’ my motha
i ain’t a gansta, your f*ckin’ modern rappas won’t be compared to the dresta
i’mma bust a cap in your ass, when you destroy your life by the drugs like hittin’ the glass
when i started some kinda sh*t, i neva’ cease doin’ that
if i don’t wanna, i won’t get a mess!
hook:

- deala

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