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horseshoe g.a.n.g - king kong lyrics

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[hook: demetrius capone]
king kong ain’t got sh-t on me, bosses in c.o.b
crawlin’ through east long beach, enemies cross em, enemies gon’ be
free fallin’, n-gga we ballin’, n-gga he jordan, n-gga we kobe
we bosses in c.o.b, king kong ain’t got sh-t on me, on me, on me, on me
king kong ain’t got sh-t on me, on me, on me, on me, on me, on me
we bosses in c.o.b, king kong ain’t got sh-t on me

[demetrius capone]
i cough up a lung where i’m from, i throw up my set
dirty money, filthy rich, hustle connects
columbian neck tie your jugular, what you expect
it’s russian roulette, f-ckin’ with us, you a glutton for punishment
i’m f-ckin’ sh-t up, you get bludgeoned to death
f-ck slumber, i’m the cousin of death, huggin’ my tech
i make your heart freeze, your cardiac under arrest
heart attack, you’re clutchin’ your chest
wait a minute, from daylight to late night
strays’ll make like planes and take flight, the gang is ape-like
you be in them g-y pride parades, i can’t lie
in the cryin’ gang, gettin’ raped, no k-y
my gun say “aloha”, that mean it say “hi” but at the same time it say “bye”, ok die
i been doin’ this sh-t since i was yay high
you the sh-t? you smoke, yay, you yay’ high

[hook: demetrius capone]

[andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
i give a f-ck if you a goon and grimy, doesn’t matter
go home and dig for gold, mind your f-ckin’ manners
no s-x scene but i’ll shoot a f-ckin’ clip like i’m behind the f-ckin’ cameras
but my clips are the kind that’s f-ckin’ bananas
i’m kickin’ it with n-ggas who kick it and n-ggas who bigot and thinkin that this n-gga too wicked
n-gga we throw up signs quicker than n-ggas who picket
you spittin’ that g sh-t, meet the n-ggas who live it
n-gga, blaow, y’all target f-ckin’ practice
i’m f-ckin’ actresses, you just some f-ckin’ actors
you cuff, i f-ck, you got it f-ckin’ backwards
i doggystyled your b-tch, she got it f-ckin’ backwards
yeah, as the sh-lls keep drippin’, slippin’
no the h-ll he isn’t, sittin’ in h-ll’s kitchen
carefree, my l-b fitted sittin’ low, i’m good, you couldn’t tell me different n-gga

[hook: demetrius capone]

[demetrius capone]
me and this n-gga dice finna f-ckin’ spazz
untouchable gang, you f-ckin’ lames can’t f-ck with half
no 2 n-ggas sicker even if you went to the f-ckin’ past
with a flux capacitor and sn-tched up kurupt and daz

[andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
whoop your monkey -ss, br-ss knuckle scuffle when we scr-p
touchin’ youngsters fast once i blast sandusky straps
cut your kinfolks like chris stokes

[demetrius capone]
it’s a mummy wrap

[andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
n-gga come jump in the front, we finna go hunt, we finna go f-ckin’ smash

[demetrius capone]
you n-ggas can run if you want but the gunman is gonna be catchin’ pr-cks
n-ggas is runnin’ for nothin’ like a woman that wanna be president

[andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
my gun’ll be wreckin’ sh-t, you’re still on the run
i’m really atilla the hun, then i be drillin’ your hun
like a slave yo, this n-gga is hung

[demetrius capone]
this n-gga is sick as they come

[andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
n-gga i’m a different case, n-gga don’t screw your face cuz i screw your b-tch’s face
give that b-tch a taste, f-ck you and your fanbase
n-gga you run with f-gs, call that sh-t a drag race
(wait wait) i am here to k!ll the leviathan, you entered the lion’s den
over your head, i shine brighter than a diamond diadem
we fight fire with fire, so call us firefighters then
like a fireman, i hope you fighters got an iron chin

[demetrius capone]
i am not a positive n-gga, except when i kick them styles that got a house in virginia
i hit your crown, make you forget how to remember
i’m sick, low down, and cold, i flew south for the winter
mix these styles in a blender

[hook: demetrius capone]



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