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das efx - somebody told me lyrics

featuring nocturnal 8 off aguilar

intro/chorus:

somebody told me that this rap sh-t was fun

you get to smoke weed and hold big guns
stand on stage rockin your timbs wit your sons
that’s bullsh-t yo i’m out to get these funds

verse one: 8 off aguilar

yo yo somebody told me that threw a hotter joint dies
could he see it? epmd aguilar recognise
n-gg-s was stuck on diggy before biggie and nas
test guy reported in the source, even thought about “best buys”
my 12-bar count dracula wit lyrics spectacular
sippin out of c-ke and he’s drinkin -? terror dacquras?- and chrome
backwards
challenge any woman, b-lls nothing, rock the hardest
rac–ns rap with your soloists if? artist
puttin it down on the day 9000, that’s a cell with stories to tell
off those cells we’re livin well
in the ‘9-8-off, country club plink off
while you’re way off, check all systems, it’s time we take off

chorus (x2)

verse two: nocturnal

guns with banana clips, two rolexes to master whips
a .45 under my armpit
another one in the glove compartment

money startin sh-t, brand new shoes on spank sh-t
tek 9’s, after parties with mad dimes
b-tches twist the vine, i’m high and the moon’s mine
we’re out to get mines, on a regular
on the south, probably took the dreaded predator’s pirate treasure
in the crib i bought the leather, plus a movie screen
so my team can play sega plus -? the gods in vegas?-
an ounce of weed in every type of flavor
bank accounts wit fat paper, a major player cos…

chorus

verse three: das efx

higgity-hardcore, sewer rats keep it raw
beach houses and more, puffin weed on seymour
pliggity-plush carpets cover floors, on bus tours
chrome .44’s, diggity-diamonds on paws
all my slick cats above the laws, higgity-hide records in stores
hit squad, second world tour
kiggity-cameras comp-ss on doors, signin autographs
after,?, where?, in corridors
figgity-f-ck walls, i’m buildin, splittin dutches spillin
chillin until these pilgrims start ice grillin
figgity-frontin hard like a villian, das efx’ll make a killin
and grab the cheese up like sicilians cos…

chorus (x2)

outro: skoob

got the funds
this rap sh-t was fun, kid
we hold big guns, diamond gyms and timbs and all that

- das efx lyrics

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