Dame Grease - Good Morning America lyrics

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Dame Grease - Good Morning America lyrics

[Don] I don't f** no more Yeah n***a huuh? huuh? k**a Cam, H.O.T. Ones huuh? Flame thrower yeah yeah Uhh n***as remind me of slappin a bunch of words Darkness swirls, it's 20 n***as brushin curbs Got the blocks on off n***a cautious style Yeah you hot but I'm ??? now Put up the gun in your mouth no more talking now Shell drips in the back, no more walking now, you cough for pound Hitmen, slickmen can't bang with us Clips & spit 10 n***a aim & bust can't discuss, the facts just clutch your mac Hope your mans got enough heart to bust back can't touch you with the words, I'ma let my gat do it Strap with the clark, infrared attached to it Long-out scoop see if you can dash through it Cause when the burner split I'm burning the strip Through the closeup from my waist, the ? burn on my hip What you know about that? 20 deep swormin with gats Whaaat!? [Cam'Ron] k**a k**a uhh Yo, yo, yo I know exactly what's wrong with you And it made me so mad I won't do that song with you All them n***as over there, they look strong to you? Guns look long to you? In fact, give me your change, no longer belongs to you Or do you stop flirting? Dip the clip in the bar, n***a pop something n***a outside the club you want to pop something Now a n***a drive through I got the pop something Spin out the black gunning, no n***a we not running k**a got first to count 9 mil', my gun and my bankaccount I'm God Divine, I'm hard to find I got a gutter mouth its listed n***a From my baby mothers house I know you loved her out, dugged her out I want to harden your spouse, n***a borrow my mouth ???, bangin for my gun, slangin with my gun, remaining on the run RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN k**a k**a [Lil' One] I don't play why'all n***az, I spray why'all n***az Leave bodies roasted, flame why'all n***az I don't game why'all b**hes, I tame why'all b**hes D-1 told me aim for the riches A cool kid scared of the big, i heard stories Locked up in jail, that ain't nothing for me Now you gotta be gunned down to be a legend One vest, two gats just for protection Never was a showoff, my guns go off Kept it in the closet, damn it got to go off Took it outside, blazed it in the sky It wasn't just me, it was booze in my house I feel thugged out, me & you can slug out Bullets in the field now they coming in the dug out Shut down the club-house, lock out like NBA Ya'll n***az shine cause One been away Bust out the barrell of a ?? ashtray So don't ya'll get it wrong Shots hit your mind & body Watch the soul drip on when the clip on n***az better get long Lil' One n***a [Floss] Aiyo you n***as that i get yo dough Bag yo' wife might hit cha hoe n***aro, who split the flow How make it hot when the the six blow? Floss get inside again Harlem n***az be all the same Playa Haters you bought you lock the chain like bulletflame(?) 5 Platinum overseas Over here goes close to 3 n***az want to get close to me Rob me put that toast to me Never that don't let me spit 11 at cha head & back Take that cat, go 100's in you coffin n***a rest with that, you easy to match Its plain to see, that there is nuttin but floss in me There is nuttin but game in me Dart, from six rangers three Playaz keep on playin on Hataz keep on hatin on That player with that blazer on Iced out with them gaters on Vacant Lot, we make it hot To your ?? to yo block Take your guns its fo your shots To faking n***az that fake a lot Why you poppin brand new boots with trees on em My n***az cop brand new coupes with beeps on em Floss, Floss, Floss, Don, One Yeah Yeah (chikachika) 99 n***a, 99 What the f** Vaca, Vaca, Vacant Lot, n***a n***a Hot EXPLOSION (Cam'Ron) LIVE ON LENOX!!!!