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jayo felony - you's a character (snoop diss) lyrics

[jayo felony]
uh, uh, one shot to your dome pow!
yeah, can ya stand it?
this for your boy snoop doggy doggy doggy dogg…doggy dogg
can ya stand it?
lyrocks
yeah…

it’s that crip n-gga, quick hit em with my d-ck
spit with a big sh-t, kick a n-gga
get wit a n-gga quick sh-t
b-tch, now can you picture me jokin?
i bang 47th street, b-tch i keep it loccin
and all around the world, i leave my enemies broken
like toot, toot, toot, you hear their families hopin
with tooooot, death is all i got to give
i said my name is one shot k!ll not one shot live
and all ya m-th-f-ckas got to go
?? haven’t got the chance to flow
hit a m-th-f-cka with a gangsta flow
?? prank to though
have you ever shot a n-gga befo’? no!
have you ever k!lled a n-gga befo’? no!
and i’ma take yo lil -ss to the movies to ?? part 4
i flip four cases of noodles on moral
and n0body had to give me sh-t when i was in paso
g might kick a n-gga in, even though he was from the brimms
now i’m rolling with triple gold rims, eatin sh-t and eminems/m&ms

[hook](2x)
you’s a m-th-f-ckin character i buried ya
knew you was scared, n-gga scary us
they got my area
fashion g-ngb-ngas with the part but can’t play the role
when it’s all said and done i’ma be left with these streets in my soul

[jayo felony]
which one of ya’ll tricks wanna test this?
young, dumb and i’m restless
you hide from me when you throw parties and never make ya guest list
you’s a character you fake g-ngb-ngin clown
and the homies and cuz’s would tear this m-th-f-cka down, right now!
now, my khakis always fit me
don’t want no funk, you scared to squabble with me
i’m the hardest on dry land and even you see that
catch him with 11 thou on the +baby boy+ movie set
i approached like “we need to holla” and he tucked his tail
cus this b-tch lanky n-gga knew he can’t f-ck with fel
ya see even you know what type a n-gga you was facin
tryin to leave and hurry up and get to the next location
tryin to jump me but i knew to grab his cold -ss n-gga
a 40s cuz? i’ma about to meatball that n-gga
beg me to sign to ya label, n-gga but keep tryin though
had his perm f-cked leanin to the side like lionel

[jayo felony]
now he’s mad security cus i put hands on his soft dude
no i got scrathes on my neck from n-ggas pullin me off you
i’m quick to kick up dust, bustin and cussin like a sailor
beat you out your chuck taylors, bring your b-tch -ss up out the trailer
i’m a thoroughbred born to lock up, i don’t care none
i’m callin you all kinds a b-tches while screamin that you’s a fair one
sorry -ss got his ?? screamin all that crip sh-t
punk scary -ss police done went ‘n mess my n-gga biskit
tryin to act like you don’t know where i’m ridin, n-gga stop
goin the last meal this m-th-f-cka stealin crip hop
bitin -ss n-gga, knowin he about to come up short
the street and all made this sh-t up and 40 basketball court
be a man b-tch don’t snitch or on sight you’ll get dumped
and got beef tucked all over the hump ya f-ckin punk
you can’t f-ck with this flow i keep it steady mayn
and tell that b-tch n-gga kokane he eddie cane
i still got it

- jayo felony lyrics

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