dex osama – 19.5 lyrics
these n-gg-s out here playing, man i swear to god
they gone make come and put one in these p-ss-es car
better yet, meaning i swear to god
i’ll beat you to ya crib, be in ya front yard
n-gg-s out here playing, man they think this sh-t a game
(huh) choppa boyz, the clique n-gg- i claim
listen, listen n-gg- this murder capitol
we turnt them choppas and get murdered after you
hop out wit them choppas, osama he getting hit
these n-gg-s out f-ckin wit b-tches we been hit
that franky got a crazy face that frank muller
spent alot of faces on that, word to my jeweler
(huh) shoot a n-gg- all in his sh-t, clip like a ruler
touchdown we in oak town, stacking like hoovers
the way a n-gg- moving that dog, fast as a cargo
put about sixteen bands up out my cargos
bad b-tch, thick n the waist, crib full of marbles
hunnit bands,fresh out the safe,who want the problems
get the ten and serve right in front of ya, benihanas
nine times outta ten, these n-gg-s dont want no problems
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