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redster - d-day! lyrics

[intro: redster & ]
feel that 8+0+8, hoe?
p+ssy!

[sample: 田中真弓]
ヤッホー！

[verse 1: redster, 田中真弓, & ]
these n+ggas lame, real bad, they sick (they sick)
i’m in the trap with a chop, that’s it (that’s it)
you really want, but i got that sh+t
stompin’ em out on some combat sh+t (hoe)
screamin’ out “redster forever” (yeah!)
get hit with the fire if he bite like a pepper
pull up in a h+llcat, that b+tch not a leopard
you is a sheep and your o+g a sheperd (ha!)
i thought this sh+t was established
came outta h+ll and descend into madness
walk on they block and they know me as “captain”
we got ’em gone, i ain’t like his reaction (d+mn!)
this n+gga think that we bluffin’
put heat all around him, he trapped in the oven
he got him a chop’, but i keep me a dozen
that sound like percussion
this choppa gon’ take out his soul, b+tch (huh? ギアフォース, yeah!)
i get the cheese and i smile, you know how i do (do)
i look at my wallet, my green turnin’ blue (hahaha)
elephant wallet, i just heard a “who?” (yeah!)
uppin’ the choppa and he hear the “boom!” (graow!)
n+gga in shambles like law in the room (b+tch!)
countin’ my cake and my tiramasu (hey)
talkin on gang and i rally the troops
[verse 2: pe$o pete & jeesh]
got dirt on my cleats, rally the room
you step in this room, you gettin’ the “boom!” (yeah)
the way that i move, the drip that i drop, it ain’t wock’, it’s ooze
i’m gettin’ blues, ain’t need a clue
adventure time ‘nana clip on me, round, ooh
it’s dinner time, b+tch, i’mma give ’em the boot (haha)
swallow me smooth then i’m on the move (yeah)
walk in this b+tch, i’m the boot
i walk in this b+tch with one hand on my boom (aye!)
walk in this b+tch like law, room
you gettin’ flipped, choppa harpoon
you put in a box, no block cartoon
empty the clip, now his team marooned (what? [?])
you in her phone like “how do you do?”
b+tch, i’m hittin her walls like laboon, true (d+mn)
i gave her good, now she stuck
i gave her a bone, that b+tch like a mutt
i’m like al capone, i walk wit’ my gun
bro’, leave me alone or you gettin’ struck (brrah!)
boof ass jit, your music suck
goof ass jit, bro’ like hyuk (goof ass jit)
they mad at young pe$o ’cause i ran it up
(yeah, huh? huh? huh?)
i’m like jeesh when i hit up the plug
he tell me the price, i’m like “so what?” (i’m like “so what?”)
we all got our vice, just watch what you does
i’m back in my bag, shake out the rust (now you dead, aye)
ice on my wrist, no block, just crush
you really talk, hit his block wit a bluff
i’m really spendin my money on—, uh
you really spendin your money on none (oh yuh, skrrt! i said, yuh)
[verse 3: jeesh]
they thought they could touch that boy (oh, yuh)
since he wanted to sleep then we really gon’ sleep him (since he wanted to sleep then we really gon’ sleep him)
the folk went to tuck that boy (the folk went to tuck that boy, aye, li’l b+tch)
oh, you love that boy? then you better f+ck that boy or we buck that boy (oh, you love that boy? then you better f+ck that boy or we buck that boy, grrah)
ain’t no lace on my feet, but i’m pullin’ the strings
they like, “what was that noise?” (huh?)
it sure wasn’t me (it sure wasn’t me)
them bands, i’mma cop my destiny (yuh)
my sh+t at a party is ecstasy (okay)
even my old opps want the best for me
st raw, with the match, i’m an effigy (effigy)
off the pressure, they all moving less at me
me, red, and pe$o the worst generation and still ain’t no besting me (still ain’t no besting me)
take something out of his chest, it’s a felony
they looking for me like “where is he?” ([?], “where did he go?”)
when i’m p+ssed off (huh?)
i ain’t talking ’bout anger (what else?)
i’m watching the wild like a ranger (what else?)
my gun is what talk to a stranger (what else?)
they wasn’t letting us in (for real?)
we had to move to a manger (okay)
i put all my heart into bangers (i put all my heart into bangers)
you ain’t pulling my card, this ain’t danger (you ain’t pulling my card, this ain’t danger, li’l b+tch)
if that shawty put work in, i page her (hold on)
chop the top off the roof, it look like a lobotomy patient (oh yeah)
‘fore i bop out the car with my chop’, i’mma talk to my casings (oh yeah)
pep talk ’em to hit who they aimin’
one time should be enough (bah!)
two times, i’mma come back (bah!)
three times, i slipped up (bah!)
if it take four times then i think i’m a dumbass (if it take four times then i think i’m a dumbass, brrah!)
[outro: jeesh & ]
i think i really am a dumbass though
i’m stupid as h+ll, jit
something happened to me
i don’t know what
haha! b+tch!

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