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teflon – nigga whut lyrics

[teflon]
steppin in here to spark another session
for my real bugged, street thug n-ggas that keep reppin
teflon, rated do {sire?}, firing squad kingpin
the rough and rugged rap hemp supplier
yo, some brothers probably say, “who that n-gga that rappin?
is he dope for real, do he got sk!lls, or is he slackin?”
true fans, you got the props, the rap novelist
makin the hits, sounds pound, because i get down regardless
i’m heartless, enemies, get turned into memories
my energy so complex, they think there’s ten of me (sh-t)
i’m the remedy for keep it real, rap in order
some lack the format, to keep rap above the water
but i’mma keep the real sh-t existin
i’m fixin to bring it back to put wack n-ggas on restriction
my diction, far from irrelevant, been reppin ever since
a young buck, leavin ’em dumbstruck, my element for real
f-ck with only ill sickest n-ggas
violate my squad son, not only die hard they die quicker
i’m breakin n-ggas like a switchboard, for real
i’m known for stealin shows, makin live n-ggas wanna switch
but one verse, sends dirt wind and fire through your entire empire
makin higher level n-ggas retire
blaya! one shot to bust down the foes
and leave ’em bleedin ’til they bodies decompose
strictly from the ‘ville

[hook: repeat 2x]
what what what, n-gga what, son turn it up
let me see your hands up high, if you don’t give a f-ck
what what what, n-gga what, son turn it up
let me see your hands up high, if you don’t give a f-ck

[teflon]
step into the bloodshed zone, adjust your headphones, illegal activist
but higher learning what i practice when i leave your head blown
high rankin, not a studio gangsta rapper (gangsta rapper)
thanks to slappa and bill, my lifestyle is fatter
what is it? sacrifice my life, give it for my blood brothers
in the struggle, if i say it then i live it
plus i got the real sh-t, fly sh-t, the ill sh-t
my sh-t the sh-t that thug n-ggas grow and die with
authentic rapper with the raw-scented, sh-t that get
your mind, mentally tormented, whenever i kick it
full metal jacket heavy layer, player in this rap game
blow in my hometown, i’m known like the mayor
but f-ck that, teflon is bombin n-ggas in the nine-six
but if i can’t get rich then f-ck it i’m strong-armin n-ggas!
sing a tune on dog day’s afternoon
finger f-ck a trigger with love, and blow you to the moon
ahh, my m.o.p. family program be deadly
catch -ssault, battery charge, cause i’m for-everready
watch me, strictly army fatigues, f-ck versace
give me a street-sweeper and i’ll take on the motherf-ckin n-z-s
who can stop me when i’m on a roll, my patterns’ll
knock saturn off of balance when my talents unfold, n-gga what?

[hook]

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