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roscoe dash – niggvz lyrics

[hook]
g n—-s
g n—-s
g n—-s
g n—-s
they ain’t f-cking with me
they ain’t f-cking with me
they ain’t f-cking with me
they ain’t f-cking with me
g n—-s
g n—-s
g n—-s
g n—-s
they ain’t f-cking with me
they ain’t f-cking with me
they ain’t f-cking with me
they ain’t f-cking with me
g n—-s

[verse 1]
g n—-s please n—-s
all of these n—-s each n—-s
have somewhere my present grim as these n—-s
they know but dealing what i need n—-s
i got some styles you won’t believe n—a
but they don’t let you eat with them
matrimony or the feed n—a
cause i’m a come and trick or treat with you n—a
these n—-s b-tching like halloween
i only switch my designer jeans
i put my team on that type of swing
the rumors go out like a policy
260 (?) follow me
b-tches 69 in front of me
i got n—-s that is going to want to be
i got n—-s i don’t want to see
honestly i got jersey’s hanging 10 yrs
that is worth the plan
when n—-s with silent jerseys waiting when
n—-s was out in toronto with hermano
they out there impersonating
man i heard you saying right before you
murder for infatuation it is easy to talk
so murder infatuating
so now how much murder in front your face

[verse 2]
i can’t f-ck with n—-s like i’m jacking off
smoking like i’m usher off
put the weed out on a n—a thought
f-ck you thought jack it off
put the weed out on a n—a thoughts
f-ker thought what you thought
deck it out i’m through with n—-s
sleep so we ain’t heard it yet but
i k!ll these beasty little murder cap you
keep these n—a i murder them
my people speaking in blood
f-ck what they have up
all this sh-t up my body uh
my musical orchestra mode
my orchestra always high and perpetual
we turn that designer to guns
i got that load that you can’t keep
that’s why you can’t see none of us
oh you don’t want f-ck with it’s mr brush
it’s back to pack it up i must have missed
that messing with happy n—-s looking
laughing quit the zibby jabbing
before i get to jacking sh-t up
these n—-s are from the men in black
outer sp-ce they ain’t taking that
they ain’t touching that side of the brain
aim like came like you can bring that sh-t back

[verse 3]
i’m smokin’ purple
i’m sipping purple
use to pray for times like this
patients a virtue
you know who you f-cking with
no don’t act confused
you can never be this biff
can’t take this shoes
i never see these n—-s snoring
this sh-t gets boring
i might just hop off this tour and
pull up like door man
my new b-tch she is alluring
just looking foreign
who the h-ll you think she with
when she ignoring
she will be spiffing
she exploring
receiving blessings
with the jelling in my time
feeling like i learn my lesson
hey they see me come home
i put weight on me
who i think they going to hate on me
my n—a i’m living your daddy dream
my blunt in my cup they have gasoline

- roscoe dash lyrics

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