dime! (hyperpop) - n***a cypher 3 lyrics
[intro]
yessir, yessir, final n+++ cypher
we out here bro, wish it were (what!?)
[verse 1: dime!]
lil boy a b+tch, that’s why i call him a+ (n+++)
that n+++ black and he a slave, he a+ (n+++)
if he talkin’ down, ima punch his f+ckin’ (n+++)
he blackie, that’s why i called him a
got no life, he black, i don’t f+ck wit’ that
he don’t wanna argue, that’s why i called him a (n+++)
if he talkin’ down, ima pull the trigga
that lil boy a (n+++)
talkin’ down i hit him wit’ dat [?]
shoutout [?], take him off the internet
if he talkin’, we gon’ have to use his name in past tense
[?] he ain’t got no friends
talk on the gang, we gon’ send all these triggas
you ain’t our gang, you can’t f+ck wit’ my n+++
[?] l!ck him
he wanna get cops on me, gon’ have to hit him
[verse 2: 1crusafix]
get the f+ck up out my face
run out with a knife, that p+ssy boy thought he was safe
comin’ for the bodies, now i’m on the f+ckin’ jag
p+ssy talkin’ tough, but you was a lag (what!?)
yeah, i’m posted up wit’ glocks
i’m shootin’ at the opps
your b+tch, she tryna stalk
i do not wanna talk
i do not f+ck wit’ y’all
me and tdk always f+ckin’ run da block
[verse 3: gunk]
told ’em flexed up, better get yo racks up
[?] thought that he gon’ need a check up
in a garden home, but that n+++ get blessed up
new year, new me, b+tch i’m bless, yuh
you’re way too broke, go get your racks up
yeah we on the n+++ cypher, yeah we next up
try to get one clout, but it’s super loud
try to get wit’ me, but you can’t get wit’ da gang
[verse 4: raininglol]
move him off, take him off the internet
[?] head
[?] got no respect
[?]
[?] not a flex
[?] triple x
if you hear the opps around, better watch my step
shoutout [?] now i’m going through the texts
and you don’t know what i’ve been through
you threw me all the issue, oh wait i need a tissue
i’m really gonna miss you
i’m goin’ far, far away
i hope i see you one day
yeah, smokin’ a pack then i go
hit the bl!ck and i aim right at his dome
i really wanna go home
into the [?] i roam
you’re broke, go get a loan
you ain’t swag, you are my clone
[?]
[?] alone
yuh, you know these fellas [?]
can’t stop talkin’ unless you know the [?]
[?] them
he was talkin’ on the net, so we know where to get him
[verse 5: cld]
[?]
i know that you don’t wanna see me win
rack down, i+i’m that p+ssy if you talkin’ sh+t
put him+put him 6 feet underneath the pavement
if you want a feature, that would probably need a payment
i’ve been talkin’ h+lla sh+t since i came in
[?] so i’m not finna waste it
heard you talkin’ sh+t on us, so [?]
[?] i know that b+tch you basic
[verse 6: jacobymccraytm]
talkin’ down [?] gang
[?] stank
put his body in the trunk [?] stay wit’ a shank
[?] you’re a f+ckin’ stank
[?]
[?] lil n+++
[?]
[verse 7: rxtrx]
makin’ money back to the [?]
i just shot at a+ (n+++)
[?]
[?] smile
[?]
[verse 8: z1m]
two twin glocks, f+ck a uzi
i don’t want a b+tch actin’ boozy
[?] do me
[?]
[verse 9: woxied]
wit’ da gang, yeah we chillin’ in the vc
and we let that n++ join, talkin’ sh+t no you can’t see me
all you n++ clones, i know you just wanna be me
b+tch i am your goddess, you cannot defeat me (ah sh+t!)
[verse 10: girlsynth]
f+ck that, we gon’ f+ck him up and leave him nauseous
ima k!ll that p+ssy, ima put him in the c+ckpit
shootin’ up, you watchin’
why you tryna start sh+t?
i just [?] wit’ a knife, don’t plan to stop it
[?] like i’m crazy, ima put him in a hence
there’s a cop on me, or else i’ll keep running through the vents
[?] whatever said
[?]
okay we f+ck him up, p+ssy really think that he could end me
you keep talkin’ sh+t, [?]
you said that you love me, [?] jealousy
[?] he standin’ right next to me
[verse 11: imsg]
[?]
n+++ why you smokin’ all around that [?]
i’m wit’ dime [?]
[?]
[?] got me laughin’
[verse 12: goyrds]
[?]
[verse 13: 1antii]
[?]
[verse 14: dime!]
n+++ talkin’, now you really gotta go
[?] pole
y’all [?] actin’ slow
[?] he a low
[?] glow
[?] foe
[?], you already know
lil n+++, you are not the gang, you are not my bro
b+tch you got them glocky’s and the ak with them hollow tips
b+tch we hittin’ headshots, b+tch we hittin’ f+ckin’ flips
[?]
[?] you a f+ckin’ b+tch
[?] you are f+ckin’ trash
how the f+ck i made you and you still [?]
[?]
[verse 15: ihuhalo]
[?]
[verse 16: woxied]
b+tch i’m edk, f+ck it up, we k!ll ’em all
all these n+++ finna die, oh yeah, ima k!ll ’em all
in the back, holding on all these pills
[?] and he tellin’ me to chill
back up, lil n++ back up
fu+fu+f+ck a smackdown, p+ssy boy get smacked up
[?], p+ssy n+++ pack up
talkin’ sh+t on me, he couldn’t believe that we just f+ckin’ ranned him
walk up on the scene, hold a glock up in my hand
oh man, oh no throwin’ sh+t i had began
let him down, ima shoot him down, k!ll on all them man
this for all the n+++ out there, [?] story now it ends
[verse 17: biias]
smoked up on his gas pack, yeah the specter
ima hit him in his [?]
[?]
yeah this choppa got a [?]
[?]
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