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damu ridas – darby m-f*ck’n’ park lyrics

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
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
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
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
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
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

- damu ridas lyrics

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