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no jumper - mickey diamond & big ghost ltd lyrics

[intro]
you gotta decide whether you’re a wolf or a sheep (it’s*it’s the umbrella, b*tch)
he keep twenty*two in the mac, but he ain’t adam, n*gga

[verse 1]
my shooter got no jumper, palm clutch that, he a pole*dumper (boom)
von dutch hat, but i’m no trucker
dope fiends skippin’ up the block for the rock way before rucker
smear a n*gga’ jelly with the toast, but it’s no smucker’s (brrt)
bankroll thicker than a peanut*b*tter milkshake, yo
i got a taste for casablanca silk shirts
prada footwear, pray and skip church, i did this sh*t first
my n*gga’s whip work in the kitchen until his wrist hurt
pitchin’ for the riches ’til coppers come make us dispersе (get the f*ck outta herе)
flashin’ gold rings on b*tches that love to lift skirts (come here, b*tch)
glock 9s with switches, it’s infinite when this sh*t burst (brrt)
swervin’ in a jag’, my pistol inside my b*tch’ purse (urrt)
this verse is biblical, drop to your knees and bow your head
the executioner, cl!ck, pow, you’re dead
we breadwinners, sinners get baptized by rap gods
my guys trap out of section 8, that’s what detectives say (what they say)
bad hoes, we pass ’em around like collection plates
shame the devil, i look at the bezel and check the date
haters backstabbed me once, so i play it extra safe
keep a extra mask, glove, and gun just in case i see a unexpected face (can’t be too careful)
protected by the most high (god)
i see the envy in these n*ggas’ faces when i coast by (i see you b*tch*ass n*ggas)
real n*ggas don’t die, they sellin’ wolf tickets and i won’t buy
right hand of god, diamond don’t lie (i don’t lie, n*gga)
[chorus]
huh? see through the evils
we don’t believe you, you need more people (i don’t believe you, n*gga)
big umbrella, students of the game, we passed the classes
n0body can move these units like we do (not none of you n*ggas)
my n*ggas’ll leave you (boom)
don’t wanna k!ll, but i will if i need to (i do what i gotta do)
big umbrella, fluent with the flame, i blast the mac and dash
they need paramedics to retrieve you (brrt, bow)

[verse 2]
new rappers is corny, somebody should’ve warned me
f*ck around and find out, p*ssy, me so h*rny (pause)
he was talkin’ cash sh*t (boom), mickey grabbed the bl!ck and blast
he layin’ in the grass, body shakin’ like stripper ass
confessions of a k!ller, that’s what you get for skippin’ class
life lessons learned from questions that you forget to ask
thought he had the juice, i was sad when they shot blitz (f*cked me up)
on the spot, put n*ggas to the test like a pop quiz (suprise)
bad b*tches swingin’ from my jock ’cause i got rizz (hahaha)
name flashin’ on the marquee, but i’m not biz
for the paper, n*ggas get the vapors, send ’em to meet they maker
what the bloodclot? n*gga, this ain’t jamaica (booyaka)
chains couldn’t be faker, doctors have to staple your center up like a laker
i’m a giver, not a taker
thugs go from “what’s poppin’?” to “as*salamu alayk*m”
chris and snoop in the booth, hidin’ bodies in the vacant
we products of ronald reagan, she in the gym reppin’ her sets
her body bangin’, diamond be johnny dangin’ (bling)
ice*cold, step in the spot covered in white gold (huh?)
might leave with a white ho, dependin’ on how the night goes (you never know)
christ knows i bet it all on black and let the dice roll
life’s a gamble when your watch is lookin’ like a light show (diamond)
oriental sh*t with chopsticks inside the rice bowl
speak no names, champagne and beef lo mein (hahahahahahahahaha)
[chorus]
huh? see through the evils
we don’t believe you, you need more people
big umbrella, students of the game, we passed the classes
n0body can move these units like we do (all you n*ggas can’t sell for sh*t)
my n*ggas’ll leave you (boom)
don’t wanna k!ll, but i will if i need to
big umbrella, fluent with the flame, i blast the mac and dash
they need paramedics to retrieve you (brrt, bow)

[outro]
any information on them or this shooting is asked to call crime stoppers at 1*800*speak*up (diamond dallas, big ghost)
you can remain anonymous
on detroit’s west side, amy lange, fox 2 news
my shooter got no jumper (for real, what?)
big umbrella, what the—?
what the bloodclot?
my shooter got no jumper

- mickey diamond big ghost ltd lyrics

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