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born threat - blacc mobb diss lyrics

[intro: ak]
(beef if what you want, then i put four up into you…)
ay man, these p_ssy ass n_ggas don’t want no beef man
i don’t give a f_ck who it is man, gutta b_tches, motherf_cking the p_ssy members the posse whatever the f_ck y’all n_ggas call y’all selves man
all ya sucka ass n_ggas cliqued up shawty
what the f_ck that supposed to mean shawty?
mean y’all n_ggas cl!cked up take on my squad? y’all n_ggas had to go form a whole f_cking alliance of b_tches to take on these threats man?
y’all ain’t no real n_gga man, y’all n_ggas p_ssy man
then y’all want to godd_mn jump on a n_gga when you see a n_gga by himself y’all n_ggas dont wanna square up 1 on 1. i dare one of y’all f_ck n_ggas to square up 1 on 1 with me, ok i put fear in y’all b_tch ass n_ggas

verse 1:
see i’ma vеrse first squirt squirt, skeet squirt in his eye
for scrеaming murk murk, her get murked he skeet squirt til he die
bring the heat back for me, shaq, run up here get beat back
your body missing they just bring your head and yo feet back
for claiming they supposed to be thugs, until im throwing their body over the counter like some pharmacy drugs
i won’t be satisfied til the chopper chop his ass up
then make that n_gga die, liquify and mop his ass up
dp be in the posse, p_ssy poppin like punks
probably p_ssy pop for pay, thats why lil 3 gone pop the trunk
and popping p_ssy n_ggas plenty, plus ny partner got a pump
pick his p_ssy partner up and power drive him till he slumped, n_gga

[chorus: ak]
beef is what you want_the beef is what you_ beef is what_beef is what
beef is what you want_the beef is what you_beef is what_beef is what
beef is what you want then i put four up into you
or put your chest under your ankles like some low top tennis shoes
beef is what you want_the beef is what you_ beef is what_beef is what
beef is what you want_the beef is what you_ beef is what_beef is what
beef is what you want then i put four up into you
or put your chest under your ankles like some low top tennis shoes
verse 2:
shawty f_ck the gutta boys gb stand for gutta b_tches
and f_cking with them threats boy you must be on some other sh_t
i’m a threat and best believe that i’ll shoot ya boy
n_gga don’t get mad cuz these hoes don’t want to juke yo boy
this fat n_gga claim he gutta, thats a no_no
how the f_ck you gon be gutta and you in love with my homegirl coco
i remember you, you was the fat kid that got picked on
so you ran to arrendale and started a clique like you the sh_t homie
you got your clique and that’s okay but you still fake bruh
and thinking you could beat us that’s a dream you need to wake up
y’all ain’t gutta, y’all some b_tches screaming shoot your boy
but you couldn’t shoot the sh_t if you was sitting on the toilet, b_tch

[verse 3: lil e]
you lil b_tches, test my gangsta, you
shouldn’t test that cuz i’mma make you n_gga i heads open like e fresh pack (open em up)
of cigarettes and all you n_ggas gonna red correct
talking sh_t about the threats cuz imma leave you n_ggas wet
and yeah y’all n_ggas talking sh_t like you’re quite hard
not deodorant but boy i hope you got the right guard
imma have n_ggas like whoa, like i was black rob
y’all dont f_ck with bmf, y’all not really a black mob
y’all just some young n_ggas who are suckers and y’all lack cheese
suddenly they gangstas cuz they mamas bought them black tees
but when i bust, watch the young bucks raise up
f_ck gutta boys dps open ya k’s up
y’all .22 packers, i copped the .44 pack
and even all the fat boys in your clique gon run a 4 flat
y’all n_ggas ain’t no gangstas, y’all can’t
f_ck with us, so face it b_tch
but before that sh_t gon happen the college team will beat the pacers
i heard beef is what they want, it ain’t no problem, they can have it folk
slide the .45 in their mouth and squeeze and let that hammer go
i had to get you cuz you n_ggas stepped into my residence
have my n_ggas hop out like them n_ggas from dead presidents
and you talkin bout me shaq, you know i ain’t forgot right
imma leave yo ass like broke up b00bie from friday night lights
and for the last time, i ain’t gon tell you that again
and lil e dont give a f_ck so be prepared to meet your f_cking end
[outro: ak]
beef is what you want then i put four up into you
or put your chest under your ankles like some low top tennis shoes
beef is what you want then i put four up into you
or put your chest under your ankles like some low top tennis shoes

- born threat lyrics

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