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jayo felony - c walk & skip lyrics

[jayo felony]
one shot to yo f-ckin dome pow!
yeah, y’all n-ggas don’t wanna do nuttin with this here
b-tch -ss n-ggas (one shot)
i puts it down
rich roll, yeah…

i hit em up it ain’t no stopping this, sd see me how?
b-st-rds released the homies, cuz we getting deeper now
they call me the “creepa sleepa homie” when i’m blastin
my mission is to hurt these fools mashin -ss-ssin
i’m cold hearted with this sh-t, ?? my alias
f-ck a dj suck-a-d-ck, they all scared to play sh-t
and need me to set trip, but peep how i mash
ride on my foes while dj clue gets f-cked in the -ss
he said, “f-ck ky!” ya like it dry as ya mixed tapes
all y’all sh-t fake, you never retaliate
unlike krs, i break n-ggas down to they very last compound
i stomp now i keep looking around loc, but ain’t no comp now
i guess it’s just for tom ron blowin your mind
and keep trying to run from me but you know i’m in ya mind
but you that little b-tch n-gga that i’m goin to find
and we i do it these hoes got to see fou’ at a time, yeah

[hook](2x)
i c-walk and skip
smoke, dip, and set trip
b-tch let me put somethin on them we lips

[jayo felony]
y’all rappers test me when? cuz, test me then
bust one and rich roll, stroll like a pedestrian
see me, think i’m bullsh-ttin?
but you know i’m hardly kiddin
and dulo we keep crippin
chronic and let ya sippin
don’t talk, move in silence and watch the f-ckin phone
i wish one of you b-tches would try to come up to my f-ckin home
these boys is serious over turf and they rag
we should do five for two, and both your airbags
no more breathing cowards, ya leaving, ya seeing, believe me
it’s easy, get rid of these marks and breath freely
and i don’t want yo p-ssy, b-tch just give me the lips
and you can sell that sh-t to him b-tch, just give me the chips
and we gon’ keep doin it big
don’t try us unless you doin it big
can’t blame me for all the dirt n-ggas did
we didn’t really wanna go there and hurt n-gga’s kids
but sh-t, i’m like “f-ck you” and got in ya hoopty and slid, b-tch

[hook](2x)
i c-walk and skip
smoke, dip, and set trip
b-tch let me put somethin on them we lips

[jayo felony]
don’t grow up to be a snitch and trade to somebody that’d fade ya
get away wit it now, bound to catch up wit ya later
y’all gon’ sw-ng to this, i bring it how they love it
ya can’t away from it, these bustas is scared of it
i’m known for servin n-ggas, they rated it thunder dog
i’m on ya like cj mac; they labeled us underdogs
chuck taylors, croaker sacks, romeos, wallacies
if you ain’t down with the camp, b-tch you can swallow these
it’s nothin i bring the pain
like method migraines
a threat to the top of the food chain, i’m wu mang
get ya sh-t right, or get folded and crumbled up
now i got the ball, n-gga who dropped and fumbled what?
its one shot k!ll ’em loc, i never did feel ’em
drill ’em all with holes; k!ll ’em with all of those
i wasn’t even gon’ blast ’em till the m-th-f-cka froze
now i’m laughin at the party, b-tch you know how it goes, i said

[hook](2x)
i c-walk and skip
smoke, dip, and set trip
b-tch let me put somethin on them we lips

yeah!
one shot to ya dome like that, it don’t stop
jayo felony, put it down for life
stop bitin my sh-t, crip hop b-tch
stop runnin n-gga
yeah!

- jayo felony lyrics

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