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lirik lagu dmt – yungblaket

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yop, yop
alright, yeah

alright
it ain’t that, get em walked, that’s a fact
fat n*gga he tryna diss, i f*cked around and got em fapped
i heard you mad bout a b*tch, n*gga you ain’t even acting
stand up, on my bread, 6’4, i’m john madden
lil n*gga ain’t did sh*t, told that boy to stop cappin’
n*gga you ain’t makin’ hits, told that boy to stop rappin’
f*ck around and flee the scene, sendin’ shots, why he lackin’?
f*ck around and up this big b*tch, my n*ggas subtracting
speaker boomin’ in this b*tch, got my n*ggas feet tappin’
alright, n*gga said he doing math so keep adding
dumb b*tch, yeah she keep blowing up my phone my screen acting
1 am, with my n*ggas half asleep, beat tracking
white fiend, in the ally selling pills, i can’t go
p*ssy n*ggas really beefin’, only thing it’s bout a ho
f*ck around and up this big b*tch, ain’t talkin’ bout the show
mad as h*ll, i done left a couple g’s down the road
how the f*ck you say you popping sh*t without a f*ckin’ pole
alright, and yeah i’m mad about the money that you owe
do a n*gga h*lla dirt, comb his dreads into a fro
my n*gga avry copped a zip, it got me itchin’ through the nose
hotboxing in the whip, these n*ggas passing it too slow
alright, but i ain’t trippin, we can do this sh*t again
how the f*ck you want a 8the, but he sendin’ me a 10
matter fact, i ain’t trippin’ we done hit ‘em in the leg
f*ck that, i got my white boys to hit ‘em in the head
bust back, keep playin’ games, f*ck around and got ‘em sent
tshh, my glock jammed, he had to meet the overhand
lil n*gga you ain’t safe, n*gga this a crash land
n*gga fiendin’ off the dmt, my n*gga f*cked a burnin b*tch, i’m thinkin tnt
high as f*ck ain’t mean to drop drank, but it ain’t hennessy
f*ck around and let the glock blow if he gon play wit’ me
d*mn, alright

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