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d12 - i go off (freestyle) كلمات الأغنية

//–note: incomplete–//

[intro]
yeah, yeah!
(bust these n-ggas man!) yeah
i see y’all b-tch -ss n-ggas man (put hand on these n-ggas)
guess what man? we baaack (for real)
off some freestyle sh-t man, d12 man
man you should see the clip on this b-tch man
man touch one of these n-ggas souls man
it’s for real

[verse 1: kuniva]
n-ggas are brave until they cross that gun line
bust 9s, come through like jordan in clutch time
play the streets if we have to that we bust rhymes
ain’t enough stabbin’ n-gga up in the lunch line
show stopper, fo-fo popper, so proper
d-12 criminal operations, no doctor
living…
sitting high up in the ranks like a booster chair
wake you up in the morning, ain’t no roosters here
just a n-gga with a gun and mask you should fear!
wake up b-tch!
i’ll hit in the head with a hammer
f-cking mom’s is got her doggy style, adjusting the camera
going loco, we tucking the mac and grabbin’ the ratchet
knife or a gun, either way will start tragic!
go and tell my black pack they don’t know what rap is
bullets hit this quick …
…
and you throw my mood swings like women on their menstrum
tommy gun smoking like an old exhaust pipe
heart below zero touch me and you’re cross bite
let a couple shots break you up and your stop light
don’t hang up enough to make it to top…
you and me is like comparing…
talk tough, but wouldn’t spill a drink in a bar fight
dirty dozen back on that bullsh-t for real
death to anybody before the clips could seal
(bang, bang)

[verse 2: swifty mcvay]
the grim reaper
walk streets and apply heater
the street sweeper to pop n-gga out of their sneakers
i strangle anybody ya main boss a diva
i sprinkle and bleaching your cannabis sativa
these buck shots can turn your face into a pizza
leaving them slump like the leaning tower of pisa
i treat my heat like a visa i never leave without it
i bust heavy metal with steady body countin’
a scoundrel, dirty rotten, my beat is unforgettable
the n-ggas i fought young are still in the hospital
i’m conquering the missions that you find impossible
like breaking in the woman’s locker room with my iphone
the walls of my nostrils are damaged for crushin’ oxycontins
sniff it, walk up the cops an ask them to lock me up
i belligerent so f-ck cases!
i’m not the type to conversate with the corpse in my bas-m-nt
i’m wasted daily, i bathe in my drink
i be arguing with my shrink everyday of the week
n-gga’s hiding until they face look like taco meat
and nothing change with the sh-ll in my chamber in a (?)
it’s genghis khan slash satan, nuts dangling
so heavy that i drag b-tches on the pavement
they don’t say sh-t!
i’ll saran wrap your family
i’m lyrically anthrax, i’m p-ssin out tampax
the b-tch n-ggas gotta vendetta …
i’m a gorilla, …
you ain’t a gangster, you’re a lab rat
…
after i stab them

[verse 3: bizarre]
m-ss murder without the m-ss
a poker night without the cash
a stripper without a -ss
a sl-t without a dad
you’re crazy!
live from saint louis, missouri
two murder cases left a hung jury
they ban bizarre from mtv
jumping on the stage like lil mama did to jay-z
when i’m gonna get up on stage i’m gonna do a whole song
yellow thong with a sign saying ‘can we get along?’
when i went to l.a. a hundred n-ggas tried to jump me
rocking shoes that put me over the table and tried to f-ck me, (aha!)
kuniva snuffed me, d-12 dumped me
f-ckin’ f-g go get your -ss a piece some company (f-g!)
fly down sunset, driving real fast
watchin’ kim kardashian gettin’ in a sick car crash (watch out!)
that’s too f-cking bad, someone call her dad
and tell him reggie bush is a f-g
raping little girls, taking all they lunches
hit them in the face with f-ckin’ pacquiáo punches
a hundred crunches, a hundred lunges
round off kick, hit them with a f-ckin’…
bomb sh-t, bomb quick
i got the bomb so b-tch, i’m the bomb, b-tch!
bomb whips, bomb on rick (i’m gonna bomb on you)
b-tch you ain’t gonna bomb on sh-t!
bomb d-ck, bomb cl!ck
ever since i’ve been a bomb
b-tch you ain’t been the bomb since
nonsense, stop this sh-t
hey, yo yo stop this sh-t

- d12

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