D'Shaun - That Don't Work Den lyrics

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D'Shaun - That Don't Work Den lyrics

[Hook] I said God level Young god flow City screaming "Win Dee!" like Chicago Young pie boy Shut ya pie hole.. Peter piper Ain't getting my dough, uh I'll son one of y'all Team full of poachers I'll hunt one of y'all Man a brother tryna Hustle, find the pieces To this puzzle I'm a dog I need a muzzle Got me working on the double but if [Chorus] THAT DON'T WORK DEN BACK TO THE KITCHEN x8 [Verse 1: D'Shaun] Uh Hit Matt on the jack Tryna stack in a lac Backpack full of raps In the trap shooting kraps Gimme dap and respect If not, I'll attack Xbox Jabs kinect hardcore Triple x With a cholo Rolling in a low low Plus I heard ya shawty Wanna bounce just like a pogo She with me cuss I ball And she used to shopping BoGo On a string around my finger Sorta like a yo yo My ex girls pissed off Ehhhhh Robert Kelly In these streets we go hard Like DMX in belly If the clock is ticking Then we gotta get him I Hit the squad then fill em in On this evenings mission I gotta greed I'm itching For all ya papers and pensions Mention I'm young and sticking To more scripts than Indians KILLING EM Define competition The testament has been written Flip to the back of the book And god wrote I'm winning but [Chorus]