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mausberg – non-fiction (feat. squeek & six million) lyrics

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f/ squeek & six million

rtist: mausberg f/ squeek & six million

alb-m:non fiction

song: non fiction

typed by: sauee@hotmail.com

[mausberg]

aiyo sax dog, let’s break they backs my n-gg-

n-gg- y’all ain’t ready for non-fic

real n-gg-s grab yo d-ck and let ’em know that we ain’t with the bullsh-t

real n-gg-s on the rise

and when i get to bustin’ yo eyes with the bomb, don’t be surprised

black tec affiliate, rider with high spirits

any track presented, prepare for me to kill it (realism)

realism, blowin’ a l of the bomb-ism

mausberg be in the lab with the eel-ism

who wanna test me? bring it to the streets dog

lyrical vet optional ‘cuz i’m a real hog

i’m from the streets and we don’t take that sh-t

black fist to your grill on some bust-your-lip sh-t

i take it personal

money, murder, and business

i’m a h-ll of a shot, i put a slug in your eye lenses

don’t get me twisted with these rap punks

i’ma ride, pump and i dump and leave ya body in the trunk

chorus:

(mausberg)

non-fiction, real wired g’s keepin’ it filthy

names have been changed to protect tecs who guilty

we on the main line, duckin’ one-time when it’s crunch time

feel the wrath of a gauge, if you touch mine

(six million)

yo, real n-gg-s, real sh-t, true story

we want the money, f-ck the fame and the glory

(mausberg)

we on the main line, duckin’ one-time when it’s crunch time

feel the wrath of my gauge, if you touch mine

[squeek]

kaboom! make room as i consume the tune

we mashin’ like mack trucks through sand dunes

n-gg-s in this rap game is doomed, give ’em pink slips

you’s a actor, character, cartoon

i’m rollin’ with the realest

chicks wave your hands and n-gg-s pop your fists if you mothef-ckers feel this

the home of the scandalous, where you ride or die

n-gg- f-ck the scrilla, south central los angeles

f-ck the fame and the glory

we ain’t got sh-t to prove fool, these are non-fiction stories

gunshot wounds so deep like battle scars

g-ngb-ng affiliated like behind bars

givin’ a toss to all those that die

sunday nights, g’d up in yo ride

deletin’ the aliases of a few

got me plaedin’ the fifth, these stories are true

chorus

[mausberg]

i represent the block where they pop-lock

pack glocks with red dots and takin’ over your spot

the berg the black villain

killin’ for the respect of the gang

bang only for the money, i ain’t f-ckin’ with no chump change

respect a n-gg- when you see me rued up (rued up)

and same thing for sax when blewed up

black tec casino, dog we be the illest

west coast gangster sh-t, we be the realest

kill ’em all dog

y’all n-gg-s making me mad

the sh-t you comin’ with, we done re-flipped and been had

got the talents of nostradamus

predict n-gg-s would bite it

now you lyin’ and denyin’ it, stop tryin’ it

i’m on some dub-s gangster sh-t

n-gg-s showin’ they true colors and get dealt with

from the bottom to the top, two hit rocks

never hollywood

bringin’ the drama to your nearest neighborhood, yeah….

- mausberg lyrics

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