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dj whookid - burn something lyrics

[prodigy]
it’s always somethin’ man
it’s always somethin’ i swear
hey get started son

[prodigy]
they must be jokin’ n-gg-s get they face peeled open
guns we unload em, mobb fixtured omen
plus, we hit mid-sections up
you wit your kids and your woman boy i’m tearing you up
you wit your moms, so what i’m airin’ the block
when you see my hand reach for my waist you better hop
and do not f-ck wit p, you goin’ at me
you better off shuttin’ the f-ck up, trust me
you got a better chance stickin that brinks truck
than pickin’ one of us for a hug
we properly serve
reugers pop and whop ya head
pens go off and drop you dead
aiyyo littles what the f-ck is the deal my n-gg-
f-ck all this rappin’ sh-t let’s ride on these n-gg-s
cause this song ain’t for entertainment
this is a street subpoena for y’all n-gg-s bring it

[havoc]
n-gg-s knows the deal we clap hammers and sh-t
b-tches love us but n-gg-s can’t stand the clique
and dyk- women, these motherf-ckers running off emotions
burn something, i’m ves’d ready to hurt something
n-gg-s knows the deal we clap hammers and sh-t
b-tches love us but n-gg-s can’t stand the clique
and dyk- women, these motherf-ckers running off emotions
burn something, i’m stressed ready to hurt something

[littles]
whatchu know about two hands three guns pop out
them city boys that be movin’ ‘caine down south
i clap for dollars and scr-p about it
i been around since dappa danns, rap vans
i’m a gorilla man, i know you feel me man
queens i rep you flow let’s do it
unknown marksman, i see through the scope
hit your frame and your souls apart and
number one question a & r’s wanna know
where i stand in the dispute wit’ nas, mobb and jay-z
f-ck you pay me
i slid in on you rap motherf-ckers cause the block got lazy
i’m from a place cannons burst, police never come
homie viewed my life, wrote, and got us out the slums
came home, the mobb came to scoop me up
though i rhyme n-gg-s still wanna shoot me up
i’m that gangster gangster read all about me
in your x-x-l’s, sources my crew is rowdy
when them hammers back out we leave the whole block cloudy

[havoc]
burn something, i’m stressed ready to hurt something
burn something, i wanna zone while i’m merc’n n-gg-s
burn something, gotta get my lungs out the shop
n-gg-s need that, it’s happenin’ to take me to the top
yeah burn something, i’m stressed ready to hurt something
burn something, i wanna zone while i’m merc’n n-gg-s
burn something, gotta get my lungs out the shop
n-gg-s need that, it’s happenin’ to take me to the top
relax my mizzy and smoke that dro
hold her head motherf-cker i’ma f-ck that ho
let the dutch burn n-gg-s get split f-ck ya turn
i ain’t been givin’ a f-ck so why should i now
watch your mouth, n-gg- i’m grown you just a child
in a mans world n-gg- ac’in like a little girl
it’s foul, he don’t wanna blow trial, why not?
cause up north n-gg-s like him get smacked around
i never turn my back, on you faceless cowards
talkin’ all that sh-t, don’t know a thing about us
i educate em with the pretty four pounder
but each and every day we get flagrant and more fouler
keep it thorough, don’t want that bullsh-t around us
moved away from drama but some how it found us
it’s a small thing, let that dro burn
n-gg- front he gettin’ touched that’s my word
n-gg-s knows the deal we clap hammers and sh-t
b-tches love us but n-gg-s can’t stand the clique
and dyk- women, these motherf-ckers running off emotions
burn something, i’m ves’d ready to hurt something
n-gg-s knows the deal we clap hammers and sh-t
b-tches love us but n-gg-s can’t stand the clique
and dyk- women, these motherf-ckers running off emotions
burn something, i’m stressed ready to hurt something

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