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beezy tha rapper - d'usse lyrics

[verse1: beezy tha rapper]
i’m so closer to greatness
my n-ggas k!llers they crazy
we gon kidnap the kids
and we gon k!ll every baby
mercedes havin my baby
these b-tches think i’m a god
these b-tches think it’s a game
no memory card i can’t save em
my flow so sick
it’s contagious
i need a nurse for my patient
think these n-ggas ain’t snitchin
could make a book out a statements
couple shots and i’m faded
got 30 rounds for a hater
troy polamalu yo b-tch
pittsburg i’m a steeler

gotta get these dollars too millions
gotta get some guns for my k!llers
gotta move my family too mansions
gotta make this rap career happen
cause if i don’t
then it’s tragic
i pray to god it don’t happen
never said this before
i’m a go to robbin’ them crackas

like gimme that
and put yo
hands behind yo back
any f-ckin wrong move
thats yo head
blah blah blah
simple as that
god d-mn
it’s blood everywhere
ain’t n0body see it
but everybody heard

[beezy tha rapper]
meyoniv !
yeah
yung mucho
beezy tha rapper
tobmg
gold gang
sml n-gga

[verse2: beezy tha rapper]
clover leaf n-gga
shout out all my lil n-ggas
index finger on that trigger
p-ssy good she l!ck my fingers
redbone wit’ a -ss
don’t go to school
but she got cl-ss
if she throw that p-ssy at me
i’m a hit wit’ my bat
if you wit’ jill
you get jack
money talks
i interact
we gon find out where you live
and leave a bullet on the mat
boy you microsoft yo girl just left you for a mac
i’m a blow her brains out
could see my d-ck from the back

she said beezy do me fast
i gotta go lets make this fast
i’m a pro
should i just
sell my soul
gotta spanish ho
and she know
i love head deep throat
can’t fall in love wit’ no ho
the only thing i know
sh-t i only have 2 goals
i only have 2 goals
and that is get money, get money
i was ridin’ through venice
wit’ my n-gga and my chauffer
lookin’ for some b-tches
who got credit
and they own door
makaveli tatted
had some b-tches in my hotel
yeahhh so f-ck you n-ggas
hit the strip club
make it rain on strippers
and n-ggas
and more strippers
this is it
this is it
i do it for my n-ggas
you do it for a b-tch
from miami n-ggas dyin
over handkerchiefs
just gotta letter from god
i think i’m heaven sent
yeah i might know some n-ggas
who might know some k!llers
boy they guilty as f-ck
to me they innocent
yeah we campin’ out
this sh-t so intense
mami say i’m chulo
told her
usted debe
beat that p-ssy
it’s redder than a watermelon
yeah it’s all or nothin’
cause we ain’t holdin’ back
my hood we go to war
this sh-t is like iraq
i’m goin’ beast mode
ready for combat
anybody want it
it is on then
we tried to warn them
but now it’s to late
can’t take back watchu say
we show up to yo place
you open up that door
v2 is on the way, lil n-gga !

(screams)

[outro:beezy tha rapper]

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