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9lokknine - beef lyrics

[intro]
murda on the beat so it’s not nice

[chorus: 9lokknine]
i done mixed murder with that beef, it ain’t turn out nice
i call these n-gg-s tony tiger tryna earn they stripes
them boys caught deuces when we spit, i’m shooting with precise
i’m in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
i done mixed murder with that beef, it ain’t turn out nice
i call these n-gg-s tony tiger tryna earn they stripes
them boys caught deuces when we spit, i’m shooting with precise
i’m in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice

[verse 1: 9lokknine]
n-gg-s talking brazy, so fugazi, ’cause i signed to baby
b-tch, you gotta pay me, ain’t no maybe, that 2000’s baby
i just wanna blow, but all these folks, they tryna f-cking play me
if i kick the door, good lord, i know the consequence i’m making
sent ’em up the road like why you had two hundred f-cking saying?
six off to the dome ’cause n-gg-s told, the statements, yeah they made it
tryna paint a picture but don’t got the paintbrushes to paint it
crackers tryna frame me
behind my day one, i can’t f-cking claim it
got tired of all that dissing, this and that, tryna give the whack
my n-gg- hollerin’ ten-four, roger that, i trick or treat him back
halloween my fire gon’ ha-ha that, intercept the sack
no cover 3, i let them dogs attack, we gon’ sic on that

[verse 2: nle choppa]
contemplating on some bodies ’cause i got me some enemies
only real n-gg-s in my circle, i don’t do the frenemies
b-tch, you know i’m shotta fam, and you n-gg-s ain’t no kin to me
crew of n-gg-s talkin’ down, so i’m goin’ on a k!lling spree
brand new draco, got a fifty round, i love how it sound
just like yung joc, if he play around, then it’s gon’ down
i’m an east memphis baby, all they do is move them pounds
i’m exposing all these n-gg-s ’cause these n-gg-s really clowns
that n-gg- jumped in the water, it was too deep
i just got me a glock, that’s a two-three
a brand new chopper, finna kick it, hold .223’s
and when i bust it, i’ma send a n-gg- six feet deep, yeah

- 9lokknine lyrics

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