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dmp - nothin but a g lyrics

[verse one]
eazy-e low riders on a busy block
a couple karats in the face, now that’s a busy watch
you put me anywhere i swear i gets busy, watch
you let that boy cook, and i don’t need a pot
the fire hit the sk!llet, now that’s the jiffy pot
i take it to the corner, i don’t need a spot
i’m moving like the one, twos and ya don’t stop
dmp n-gga, that’s that ready rock
ha
my name heavy like debo n-gga
you’se a new jack, this bigger than nino n-gga
they know my sh-t hard
shaq
free throws n-gga
them other n-ggas lost, like nemo n-gga

[?]
yeah
now here’s a taste to the night life
and she addicted like a fiend to the crack pipe
that easy money make the rainy days sunny
and i’m hungry for that cake, gotta feed that appet-te
i’m trying to eat a lil’ something
stack that bread while y’all skinny n-gga lunching
serve drug with the thugs, dmp is what i’m pumping
i got ya sweating, body numb, nose running
run with the goonie n-ggas, paul bunyans
that’ll bang that hammer have your whole squad’s running
40 yard dash, before your life flash
put one in y’alls -ss if one of y’all ask

[hook]
yeah
big faces, small faces
had the feds here, had small cases
but one thing about me
i’m solid as a rock, real as can be
and y’all can’t deny it we been straight riders
the v love dmp, yeah yeah
they can’t do nothing to a g
and i’ma keep 100, seven days of the week

[verse two]
it’s that durte sh-t
what i’m speaking leave you leaking through your tourniquet
pay attention my n-gga you might learn some sh-t
the crack addicts is happy we back at it
and you don’t want no static or you become a statistic
two cups in my hand, i’m double fisted
my lyrics make more bread than bisquick
you carl thomas n-ggas emotional on some b-tch sh-t
i eat mc’s for a midnight snack
just a whole bunch of gift bag n-ggas who can’t rap/wrap
you had plans my n-ggas came to spoil it
we the sh-t, your whole career is flushed down the toilet

[?]
aye look
solid as a rock with this dmp campaign
go against the grain till she brain like champagne
ask her what’s good in the hood, not a d-mn thang
try to walk the walk, end up pulling a hamstring
hater
sit on me, see you later
tough guy, eye for an eye like the raiders
you a tweet beef, i’m a chief chief reefer
acting like a little p-ssy, i don’t mind eating beaver
rap two up, two down, v to the a, aye
it’s the west fabulous from the v to the bay
and i mean what i said better peep what i say n-gga
n-ggas cold blooded, get the heat from the k
say yeah

[hook]

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