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dream gvng - im outside wya? lyrics

[marvy]

uh
these n-ggas tryna…
f-ckin’ diss me and my n-ggas man
boutta get this sh-t

think i don’t know
but i f-ckin’ do…
alright, let’s get it

pull up in a foreign all you other n-ggas borin’
i’m flexin’ on ya b-tch, all her texts take up my storage
eat you boys up like some porridge, goldilocks all on my neck
n-ggas say they wet the block, but they never held a tec
i don’t need a f-ckin strap, knife to ya wife and to ya kids
we the best you ever heard, you think i’m wrong then hear again

imma say it one more time, we the best y’all ever heard
and i’m from the “garden state”, i’m bout that green like larry byrd
pull up to your house
put three shots in and then i’m out
i be strapped all up in school
show you n-ggas what i’m bout
dissin’ n-ggas left and right
take shots like lowry i’m a clown uh

the ops could never get me
cuz i never make a sound
i got 50 in my clip, cuz this drum is f-ckin’ loud
808 quakin’, san francisco, silicon rounds
i ain’t talkin 9/11 but i f-cked two twins, now
these n-ggas better listen cuz i’ll blow they f-ckin scalp off
robitussin in my cup, i ain’t really gotta cough
n-ggas think i wouldn’t drop, i skirt skirt and drop my top

i pick yo b-tch up at the mall, they act like davis think they tall
get crossed like jesus, stomped like sneakers
give yo b-tch a call like saul
all i do is work and mind
my own business and my time
better not be wasted by some n-ggas who ain’t on they grind
i really do know, something bout your life
you ain’t got no vest, i shoot first and think twice

[lil’ dee jay]

brought up on the streets of the wick
all of y’all could hop up off my d-ck
rapping on this beat it’s so sick
beat ya -ss like your mother with a stick
bunch of little boys acting up at school
we the real n-ggas stuntin’ like it’s cool
ya pulling h-lla bodies but they play y’all like a fool
we at the top of the throne sitting on you like a stool

see us in the halls like “what’s good with it?”
and i’ll take you by the hand like my little n-gga
ya out the game, on the bench, like some bad pitchers
couple of clowns laughing at us but we laughing witcha
glock 9 in my hand, i will pull the trigger
think you’re faster than me but i’m still quicker
quick with the rhymes and the verses, my punchlines are k!ller
yeah this fire in the studio touching the ceiling

we in position, finessing, the ball’s in our possession
think this beef is settled my boys say it’s just beginning
for the outcome is predicted we coming out winning
your bars, set you up only to play the first inning
and the new tracks that y’all dropping throw it out the window
ya soundcloud rappers dropping disses haven’t read the memo
i jumped on this track personally just to say f-ck the papos
right now i’m feeling c-cky, my gang chopped the block up

just called the news up reporting on the murder
but now, imma stop cause for y’all there’s no healing
our bars so hard they left you numb, your body with no feeling
take your b-tches away from you with no hesitation
spitting bars at your group with no registration
p-ss this track, like a letter of recommendation
worldwide from eastwick high, into the streets, we rule the nation
this lil’ dd and i’m dunking on you like the haitian
cajustéeee

[lil’ coco]

yo
my squad all about that murder sh-t
smoke some weed, dance, and l1ck h-lla cl-t
people always wanna join and make some noise
b-tch you better move before i get my boys
uh, i’m half rapper, half dj
hire a hoe for a bj
never mind imma hire dee jay
i’m gonna be gone like jfk
take an mri cause i’m afk
afk blast you with my ak
okay, okay, okay, okay
philly sav i’m coming at you
and your little boy band too
stay acting like y’all professional rappers
let the real ones do the rhymes not like actors
bout to get real
alpha gang forreal
running round making deals
while you searching for your last meal
your rhymes are so elementary
while mine are the best of the century
keep saying you in the “boof”
like my dude are you missing a tooth?
little b-tch now i’m in the booth
now i’m out here making the moves
ahhh
ayee
we out here…

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