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dominic pagon - 876 top shotta lyrics

if yuh disrespect di nation den you betta run
ah hundred shottaz round me loyal dey all strapped wid guns
try tek away my sh+t from me mi k!llyz show you i ain’t da one
extendo ak 47s dracos big like pun
heavy hitters started from da gutta dey ain’t got no ego
my n+ggas will buss yo head wide open sink you like a free throw
dey ain’t afraid to take away yo life can’t get it back no repo
now you ain’t got no home like depot you such a stupid negro

only top shottaz i roll wid that’s from my block
i got 50 k!llers strapped wid both hands dats a hunnid glocks
banana clips buss right through yo door we don’t see no need to knock
coppashot rounds aim str8 to yo head make you bleed a lot
they goan find yo body in different pieces like when meat get chop
ma n+ggas will feed you to di dogs ah di back ah di chinese shop
i can’t leave da crime scene until i know fo sho yo head pop
i can’t show no mercy to yo friends or family even if they beg stop
we know you ain’t really about dat life why you actin tough
yo b+tch say you a soft nikka inside oreo double stuff
i run di game i play my cards right we kno you a bluff
so many times i got away wit crimes and i ain’t seen no cuff
im da type to ride till i die in these streets it’s rough
you can tell by the red all in my eyes all this weed i puff
b+tch betta watch how you tellin all these lies and who you speaking of
lil b+tch you mad just cuz i’m blowing up and you can’t be enough (bye felicia)
b+tch nikka you can run all you want but you dat know you can’t hide
i’m strapped wid ak 47s semi glock nines every time i ride
pull up wid dat street sweeper dat sh+t goan leave you on da side
blood all over yo shirt not even yo granma can’t get it out wid tide
all my nikkas k!ll wid pride every time they take a life
leave yo body wit no eyes ruthless stab you wid a knife
spray yo whole block wid hallow point den we take off in drive
yo baby mama givin’ me head and now i’m bout to f+ck yo wife

started from di gutta we doan kno ntn bout no etiquette
haters trynna break me let them know dat i ain’t delicate
i sleep wid di rifle by my side so close you think we intimate
you can’t get no haven round here this sh+t ain’t connecticut
i’m so laid back in da cut you know at da top it’s lonely
i ain’t playing no games like tennis you better pay me if you owe me
please stop callin me yo bro bro otchea actin’ like you know me
i only roll wid day one homies realest nikkas
free pathoni

my nikka locked up in da pen but he still livin’ good
mount ah k!llaz man have as friend dey all made it out da hood
so many enemies try knock me off my feet took my falls still i stood
try f+ck round wit any ah my friends or family lil b+tch i wish you would
i got loyal k!llaz big gorillas from da jungle
score so many sixes for my city haters pray i fumble
tko mike tyson first round always ready to rumble (bududum bududum)
when dat mac 10 grumble
yuh better be humble b4 you stumble
yuh
big up
yuh dun know
bless up

- dominic pagon lyrics

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