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lirik lagu no d & d – nesty floxks

[intro: nesty floxk]
graah, graah, graah, graah (ayo suck my d*ck it’s that nesty floxks n*gga)
war’s too nasty
[verse 1: nesty floxks]
like gang in the spot, there is not no d&d (oyk)
move tac, hop out you ain’t seeing me
everythingk and we smoking on kane (like what)
see keem, four shots to his brain
like why would you put thirteen on a chain? see a flock i’m ripping that chain
like why would you put thirteen on a chain? see a flock i’m ripping that chain
like “5th to the sev” that sh*t to my d*ck
ya’ll n*ggas mad jb in the spliff
i could never lack for a b*tch, like i know a opp who got beat with a stick
aj, got beat with a brick
like r.i.p (?)
32 gon’ f*ck up his hips
like (?) got hit couldn’t get in his crib
[verse 2: ek daooter]
oh they smoking on who? don’t run (don’t run)
brodie gon hop out the back then bump (graah)
n*gga everything dead, so what?
you ain’t smoking on james you ain’t seeing this blunt
i’m with the vathos we got all the guns
push up on me n*gga you getting slumped
rappin’ and (?) this sh*t gettin fun
brodie hop out the v, keep making thеm run
we don’t f*ck with no (?) we makk
off the (?) you gеt left on your back
and when i’m on the opps, too tac
sliding with nesty they run like track
talkin’ on rah we aimin’ at your cap
if it’s dubski i’m letting it clap
oh that’s a fact, that’s who? off the choppa’ take em off the map
but i’m still on the block, (?) see a opp and we giving them h*ll
flock em and drop em we giving them sh*lls
and if i get caught then i’m makin them bail (everything dead)
and they ballin’ for who? that’s cap, they ain’t ballin’ they just getting clapped
and they ballin’ for who? that’s cap, they ain’t ballin’ they just gettin clapped

[verse 3: yus gz]
(jb)
they like (?) and go dumb off a bean
try to push up on me thats the way to get cleaned
jayrip got shot in his chest and his knee (graah, rippy)
im with (?) he gon clear the whole scene
like bow bow
32. with a beam
like (??) got (???)
like (?) goin dumb if i (???)
he got shots to the head he got (??)
[verse 4: assasin]
like
first things first n*gga suck my d*ck
big (?) they ain’t never on sh*t
talkin on (??) so we smoking on rip (rip)
dougie chattin’ like he ain’t get hit
how many dead n*ggas in the spliff?
that’s bobby, markie, tick
you smoking dead n*ggas at the zip
that’s benji , (??), jb (graah)
[verse 5: tripping trapz]
mr. everything dead (??) start spinning i stay with the lead
they know what i do when i upped it they fled
(??) was hot he got shot in the leg (he got shot in the leg)
i catch me a flock he shot
i don’t wanna talk he meeting the glock
f*ck all the (??) i’m spinnin the block
don’t end up like rip he got put in the box
and we up to the (??)
n*gga every opp shot
if i catch me a “shh” i’m making it hot (eeewokk)
the b*tches they love us they giving the drop
you think that you f*cking then you getting shot

[verse 6: lee drilly]
graah, graah, graah, boom, (boom)
graah, graah, graah, boom, lee drilly
(94gz no gz like these ya heard, jack bs, jack bigger b’s drop my sh*t we gon’ let it squeeze)
it’s a whole lot of opps i could pop (like what?)
but i’d rather just pop me a yellow (graah, graah, boom)
it’s a whole lot of opps i done shot
i just get to clappin’ like it’s ghetto
and he said i ain’t ever did sh*t (like how?)
and he said i never caught a hit (like what?)
and he said i ain’t never get back (ok)
(??) down and show that boy the strap
dummy gang he get put on the poster
lil’ locc he went out just like noah
we been rollin’ up most of them rollaz
couple n*ggas seen me and they fold up
(??) and that n*gga froze up
pj balla seen me and he froze up
seen blockwork in the stu and he froze up (blockwork!)
would’ve shot him if he threw a o up
i’m just different can’t f*ck with no (??)
all these b*tches tryna line the bunnies up
i can’t wait till i run into buddy love (b lovee, beat em, beat em)
no gun i might just i have to f*ck em up
know a bunch of n*ggas know my muddies but
i be spinnin’ they side to the sun is up
if i catch a oy ima done em up
send em (?) like “welcome to the country club”
it’s a opp right there boom, look
and no we don’t follow no rule books (at all, at all like what?)
all my b*tches tell me that i’m smooth look
get in the p*ssy but move look
how they making music we had (??)
and them (??) lookin (??) look (blockwork)
catch keem i shoot look
and the (??) of them gon be like “move look”
[bridge: lee drilly]
they be shopping at cnc
that’s why n*ggas can’t beef with me (at all)
how they talking on d&d?
(??) yellow (??)
ball player b diddy
and it’s the free mb
that’s how (??) i be smoking on bobby
stuck in 80 while i’m screaming “mommy”
[outro: nesty floxks, lee drilly and ek daooter]
oh my god it’s that lee drilly n*gga ya heard drop before up it free the guys till i see the guys smokin’ everybody
(hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, smoking sha ek’s father)
(smoking everybody)
yo it’s that ek n*gga man, n*gga everything dead n*gga, smoking all deads n*gga, everything dead

- nesty floxks

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