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damu ridas ii (bloods) - darby m-fuck'n park lyrics

(b-brazy)
check this out relative n-gga
take this lil’ 45.000 n-gga
and buy you a b(c)utless, a coupè n-gga
and a dope sack n-gga
and do what the f-ck you supposed to do n-gga
and let these n-ggas know what’s happ’nin

(green eyes)
back up in the mix with some gangsta sh-t
i know you didn’t think i’m doin a flip
or switched my script
32 months of hard time and grindin
and i can’t wait to touch down and get back to rhymin
for so’ gangsta green eyes gon keep it on the reala
and for my scrilla, n-gga this is anybody k!ller
yeah m-th-f-ckas i banged on wax
but that’s where you got me twisted at
cause i banged on facts
with trizzele on my clip as i load
and you can tell i’m a g my n-gga
by the way i hold it (‘wood! ‘wood!) -means inglewood-
never foldin, unloadin when i’m under pressure
50 g’s ta l!ck and not a penny lesser
so i guess i gots ta come with that heat
and put it down for all my true n-ggas in the streets
so give it up, inglewood, that’s the hood we claim
when we westside m-th-f-ckin gang-bang

(chorus) 2x
i done banged on wax and i done banged in the pen
now i’m bangin on your punk–ss just once again
so if you feel i ain’t real and wanna test my heart
n-gga you know where i’m at: darby-m-th-f-ckin-park

(green eyes)
i done told you once, i done told you twice
f-ckin with me is like f-ckin with your life
westside inglewood and i’ma ride for it
in a moment of silence call out my homies that died for it
so all my life blood i’ma keep it real
for all my n-ggas stressed out behind these punk–ss deals
can you feel, i spell blood for this sh-t
and on my hood i got love for this sh-t
cause this gangsta sh-t is somethin you can feel
especially when it’s comin from a n-gga that’s real
young sick–ss n-ggas, yg’s when we roll
matter of fact packin tec b.g.’s on hood patrole
i don’t parole and i’m still servin
it’s f-ckin with my nerves but i gotta flip this bourbon
haven’t you heard that ’98 is a straight paper chase
so what you gon do when my gat’s in your face

(chorus) 2x
(green eyes)
now it’s about time for me to speak up my mind
and get some sh-t off my chest and clear up this mess
cause some cured about n-ggas got sh-t crossed up
i’m lookin for the other 2, 1 already got tossed up
for speakin upon sh-t and ain’t doin nothin
you b-tch–ss n-gga, you done pushed my b-tton
wanna smile in my face and talk behind my back
while i was incarcerated, now your -ss is gettin faded
i gave up the [(name of a set)]
because that’s the block where i grew up
i bangs with the 8’s so the deuce is what i threw up
any questions, ask me now, n-gga f-ck later
cause when i was in the pen n-gga
i was knockin out heavy weighters and playa haters
ain’t got sh-t ta say ta me
much damu love to each and every y.g
in the pen, the hood, the county n-gga, whereever you at
2 m-th-f-ckin a’s ups and blaze a sack n-gga

(chorus) 2x
…shout outs till the end…

- damu ridas ii bloods lyrics

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