dalaun the don - 16 rounds lyrics
verse 1:
i rap for a living, this sh-t easy
i got the heat for any n-gga try to grease me
i ain’t the best, like lil weezy
but i can rap circles round yella beezy
ain’t taking shots though
i’m not like that yo
but ever try to cross me, i’ll off your top hoe
i hit below the belt, i let them shots blow
don’t let the ops around me, or i’ll let them shots go
now it’s a crime scene, and i’m the murder suspect
i sprayed that n-gga, don’t be my next suspect
don’t ever do me dirty, or you will get wrecked
word to aretha, give me my respect
hook:
f-ck you, your crew, and the set you rep
i flew, my crew, to set in blue
hooking off on the hook is what i do
i will step to cole this is what i do
verse: 2
these n-ggas are my sons, and i don’t play so
i got em quiet in the room playing playdoh
they don’t ever move, until i say so
cause there father out here, chasing pesos
i got em all jelly, petroleum
i’m 10 toes down, linoleum
they stay mad, so i stay trolling them
this is my school, and i’m enrolling them
people hype the mumble rap, and the nonsense
but they sleep on real rap that’s nonsense
the only blue face ill acknowledge is benjamin
uh hunnit get me hype, but not the other man
some should hang it up, jake paul
b-tch i’m onna roll, i’m on the ball
i hold weight, biggie smalls
shoutout to snoop for the induction in the hall
hook:
f-ck you, your crew, and the set you rep
i flew, my crew, to set in blue
hooking off on the hook is what i do
i will step to kendrick and kanye too
verse: 3
i’m back at it like daniel with the white vans
i like my b-tches slim thick with a slight tan
at this point i’m just spitting cause i got bars
i’m more controversial than the kk klan
she said she like lil caesar’s so im hot and ready
i got the noodle so she steady slurping my spaghetti
i slide it in her gut, and i go slow and steady
then i pac 2 times, call me makaveli
not a woman beater but i beat the p-ssy up >
got my thumb in her b-tt while i beat the p-ssy up
have a ménage i ain’t talking nicki
take my time in the p-ssy, i don’t do quickies
hook:
f-ck you, your crew, and the set you rep
i flew, my crew, to set in blue
hooking off on the hook is what i do
i will step to hov flames like a stove
verse 4:
my life’s a film, roman polanski
rest in piece to a legend, we call em stan lee
i’m just trynna get the bag don’t care if they stan me
only trynna get bread, take care of my family
never chase a bey so i’m nothing like jay z
i got it on my own, n0body made me
everyone sleeps on my talent that’s crazy
cause when you finally make it they be acting fugazi
like when someone die they be acting all hazy
but when that person were alive they was unfazed b
ripped thru this beat like a tornado
ran the streets yolo now i’m running this solo
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