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dj sound – intro lyrics

(hook)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)

(verse 1: dj sound)
backin’ it up, backin’ it up
gettin’ f+cked up with my nigs’ in the clique
real n+ggas b+tch, and we ain’t takin’ no bullsh+t
’bout our hog yeah, servin’ junkies slangin’ dope
when you caught in the wrong yo ass die by the rope
or by these haymakers or the f+ckin’ pistol g
i won’t f+ck with you if you don’t f+ck with me
but a lot of bustas seem to always fail the test (gunshots)
y’all know the rest
see i’m the quiet type, layin’ low and on the creep
making these n+ggas drop it off or catch em’ while they sleep
cause when i’m on a mean one i’m on a mean one
you can tell because back in the days when i was born
halloween to be exact that’s where it all started
i was given birth, grew up quick, and i wasn’t barin’ it
i started doing wrong sellin’ dope but never got caught
i used to go into a f+ckin’ coma with these negative thoughts
waking up, 2 weeks later with a nose bleed
waking up again to see that it was just a bad dream
a nightmare the worst i ever had
negativeness in my thoughts bad
(verse 2: lil bay)
steppin’ up to the mic once again (it’s the baysta)
true m+th+f+cka (and he flat don’t play ya’)
n+ggas think i’m soft but they don’t wanna try because if they fake a move a m+th+f+cka’s gonna die g
never fallin’ short because i’m comin’ out proper
gettin’ this sh+t the (?) before i do it like a narc+ah
going on a raid to get paid by any means necessary
and after i do my dirt i’m burning your obituary
down with the cl!ck kickin’ in doors on a mean one
i don’t give a f+ck if yo posse duck cause i’m toting a machine gun
machine means its fully, fully automatic
for any young n+gga that wanna start some m+th+f+ckin’ static
player 1, bl++dy bones, dirty r.e+f+cking+d
mad maine, kee wee, n+gga creep, and my n+gga lv
all you little b+tches that don’t think that i will serve ya
mc m & gangsta gold is who you gone have to answer to

(verse 3: n+gga creep)
in to the tro, i hope you m+th+f+ckas know
yes this sh+t is bumping, yes its bumping cause we making dough
i’m n+gga creep, i’m in this b+tch, i’m also known as l.a.d
lurkin’ out the dark, yeah this started in the 93
brady boys is in this b+tch, i’m also known as clint, mane
ready to make some big ass cheese, not some petty pocket change
b+tch, you gone rough us and this sh+t gonna be loco
say that sh+t to my face again and watch me go psycho
you didn’t know my high could make a m+th+f+cka die
don’t ask why, but swisha smoke is in my eye
sissy n+ggas, you j.e.a.l.o.u.s
better watch out, i’m n+gga creep i’m creepin’ with my vest
but now these days, a n+gga gotta watch they back
f+cking with the frayser cl!ck, you really hear the rat+at+at
(hold up mothaf+cka) i think you n+ggas need to know
this n+gga creep and this is dj sound’s intro
(verse 4: kee wee)
kee wee’s in the house for the m+th+f+ckin’ 94
doing this sh+t for you down n+ggas and you triflin’ hoes
get buck, y’all, to this sh+t, cause you know its on
down with the cl!ck but tennessee is my home
back on the intro, with my n+ggas talking sh+t
n+ggas they got anna, bring it on, bring it on b+tch
the clique is taking over, so, what you b+tches gonna do
clique n+ggas take care of they own, don’t need a f+cking group
some lame ass n+ggas talkin’ about what they gonna do
n+gga stop pistol playin’ trick, if you ain’t gone shoot
got my jimmy hat for you dirty hoes, don’t you know
kee wee ain’t trying to get sh+t, from a triflin’ hoe
buy a 8 for this sh+t, now lets buy a 9 b+tch
you hoes better recognize before you get your wig split
b+tch, yeah

(verse 5: gb)
gb is on the scene, smoking green with the frayser cl!ck
inked out, smoked out, on you weak ass busta tricks
bl++dy bones in this sh+t, yeah he down with the cl!ck
player 1 and lil co, tossin’ up a monkey hoe
saw my n+gga sound, flagged him down, opened the f+ckin’ door
as i got inside i heard my voice on the intro

(verse 6: lil yo)
lil yo, finna flow, bumpin’ on the intro
down with sound on volume 9, beatin’ you b+tches all the time
serve up some bustas, i’m whoopin’ you n+ggas that flodgin’ you really can’t f+ck with a k!lla’
(?), when i’m servin’ a b+tch, knowing that you can’t f+ck with this
true type k!lla, on the forilla, straight up out the frayser cl!ck
nine times out of ten, i’mma have the pistol grip
runnin’ straight, left and right, jackin’ n+ggas at the light
with my n+gga lil bay, smoking on a sack of hay
n+gga creep, cool with me, dirty r.e+f+cking+d
leaving bustas on the hook, what’s up to my brother juug
(outro)
yeah, the frayser cl!ck back off in this mothaf+cka with that volume 9 for all of you hoes that still be talkin’ all that mothaf+ckin’ sh+t, you know what i’m sayin’
this sh+t don’t stop n+gga

(hook)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+ intro intro intro intro)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+)
i.n.t.r.o it’s the f+ckin’ intro (it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ it’s the m+th+f+ckin’ intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+ intro intro intro intro)
(intro, for a hoe, in+)
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