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D-12 - Trife Thieves Şarkı Sözleri
trife thieves we can´t be trusted step into my clique the wrong way and get your motherfucking dome busted we got cement shoes for all you damn snitches we ain´t just shooting niggaz we buckin bitches [bizarre] my fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal door have ya nigga´s far and out like white kids at grocery stores (ahhhh) battle bizarre and its just to deadly even a rapper with amnesia who met me still could forget me if i don´t get all my fucking dough y´all gonna see more fights and spits then the jerry springer show cause i´m a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch but _ even a basshead with aids would suck my dick cause i´m quick to snatch a nigga out his polo i´m the reason nigga´s come ten deep and end up leaving solo meet losing ya´ll nigga´s must be bugging we can battle for ten minutes and let your cousins be the judges i´m the illest rapper to come out thus far i´ll shoot anybody even the bitch who gave me cpr step to the outz and end up getting burned fuck around and get raped like one of bill clinton´s interns [eminem] i´ll shove a gun in ya grill greasy and heated smothered in hot mustard so when i feed it to you it´s easy to eat it you need to be immediately treated while you breathin or you´ll be leavin the receivin room this evenin with jesus you hate on us and we´ll be waitin on eight corners swarmin ya hood with a thousand angry skateboarders (c´mon) i hop in a jeep and slam on the gas and charge you and bombard you in the car that your mom bought you fuck around and get choked and found in a moat flotin around drowned face down in a boat i´ll pile five dudes in a pinto and pull up to the 7 mile drive-through at mcdonald´s and piledrive you i got the power to snatch a motherfucker out of his car when he drives by me at 90 mph this place is my house i might as well erase my face with white out cause y´all can´t see me like mase´s eyebrows [fuzz] i´m dressed to please sucking nips, yeah, she get it the same way that i fucked the chick stuck my hands in her panties like bitch suck my dick 87 freak 187 heat the passion rolls i´m passing clothes you like it in the ass is what i´m askin hoes aren´t you fuzz he has sold more albums then the jackson´s sold i love you baby if i´m not with you then i´m blastin foes telepathly harrasing foes i know your little sister is four-teen but her ass can grow ice-berg took down titantic elastical given my fans the exact shit they asking for fuzz scooter fucking one man bout to show you passing one blunt bitch we passing four i rode your ass and smoked take one pull and smoke your head up i´ll send you to tell 2pac to keep his head up i went to the fighting really canibus who can get up i knew this shit was over from the fucking blood that he spit up ran a couple more miles should have done more sit-ups i want his dumb ass to jump up bitch and get lit up call your bitch like bitch come and pick this bitch up on battle you be sweeter then i get this shit up i´ll stomp you too you get up or stomp you to the cops come eighty nigga´s came when your fucking block got dumb [(chorus) x2] |
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