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d.s.6 - conspiracy lyrics

if you’re a pagan please don’t come to my ends
think they bad ey
idiot man
conspiracy ting
think they bad ey
manna step out the ends manna start spraying at the opps
manna step out the benz put on my bally n i back out my glock
always tryna keep the peace
manna got corn in my stick
got a brand new shank b-tch all it do is ching and chong
got a brand new watch all it do tick and tock
liability to thief and my p don’t joke with it
on a road on a hit said a opp n-gga got dropped
conspiracy ting please don’t get me involved
and i like how i dress got a big mash inside of my jeans
said you seen my face then you know a man gotta crash n burn
gotta smoke that zoot then you know a man gotta burn that bush
and i smoke with my g’s batty girl whyne buss it down please please
i’m a pretty bad boy all of this drip that’s thirsty g’s
got drillo in ends slimsyxx boutta go nuts
and i’m sippin on mud peng tings tryna get my mandem stressed
pagnans tryna get my broskis cheffed
these pagans tryna chat chat on the net
gunshots in the air stay ten toes
and i back out my shank
i’m an african chief do it like skep
manna got that grease
everyday man i go on my knees
stay ten toes and i pay my dues

devil coming but mi never keep the distance
i will never give my soul up just for 6 bands
you’ll never know the truth behind the lens
it’s a problem when you just minding your business
devil coming but mi never keep the distance
i will never give my soul up just for 6 bands
you’ll never know the truth behind the lens
it’s a problem when you just minding your business

man i pull up like bengededeng
man dem mash up the fedz in the endz
all my broskis walk with the skeng
get too close get shot in the head
i came from a god d-mn hood where the rules are meant to be bent
man please don’t make me shoot i’mma make the nina bang
she loves my gucci bally, but u can’t take em off i’m sorry
i’m poppin on the molly and i gave some to my chargie

this mandema ching for a dollar
coulda been a priest or a lawyer
mi sippin pon lean like its soya
mi never be the man try to hurt ya
moon walk like jackson
deep and splash like percy
i’m living on addies and percies the street showed me no mercy
i’m sippin on remmy
police in the van tryna put me inna can
mi nuh fear nuh alice
mi nuh fear nuh peter pan
i pistol whip your boo and i put you in a trance
big big racks when mi steppin out tha bank
the hating is irrelevant
i’m smoking that herb medicine
the white benz is so elegant
mi mandema shoot never duck
huh they think that i lost but i won
the opps and mi back out my gun
mi diamonds shine bright like the sun
monsieur jetli they call me the one
yeah

- d s 6 lyrics

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