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mar$hall (dbg) - d.f.w.p lyrics

[verse 1: mar$hall]
man, f_ck they be talkin’ about?
i keep me a strap, so you best watch your mouth
the opps be some b_tches, they stuck in the house
glock in the room, i be airin’ it out
lethal weapons, i cannot go without
hundreds on hundreds all in my account
a bag on your head, you be dead not a doubt
ooh, i really be carryin’ sticks
man, this boy a p_ssy, i f_ck on his b_tch
if he want some smoke, then i’m flippin’ the switch
i hang around k!llers, don’t f_ck with no snitch
and the cops tryna stop us and sh_t
i cap really hard, man, i’m gonna admit
man, he must be dumb if he think that i’m b_tch
but i’m still about it so listen to this, hold on

[chorus: mar$hall]
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)

[verse 2: mar$hall]
man, they ain’t rockin’ with me
i keep me a semi
i’m talkin’ my sh_t, so i hope that they hear me (godd_mn)
big glock in my pants, man, i know the opps fear me
i’m booted off molly, so b_tch don’t get near me (nah)
man, this for the k!llers, i hope that they feel me
don’t run up on me, i be sayin’ this clearly (b_tch)
the opps are some f_ggots, i’m sayin’ this queerly (godd_mn)
i’m scary as f_ck, man, i got the opps eerie
b_tch, i got big choppas all in my lap (woo)
hundreds of rounds, man, you boutta get clapped (hoe)
dbg from the a, man, you know where we at (yeah)
and if you try to spin, b_tch, we gonna spin back (b_tch)
and you don’t want nothin’ with that (no)
cause my shooters they reckless, they knock off your hat (boom_bow)
my hitters gon’ k!ll you for this, this or that (bow)
and we spinnin’ on opps, so don’t ask where we at (lil hoe)
i be keepin’ that heat and i get a get it for cheap, i be sellin’ that d by the store (for real)
if you want smoke with me, imma leave you deceased, i got dead bodies all over the floor
man, stop playin’ with me, must’ve heard about me, i really be keepin’ a pole (for real)
and if he think that he clean, on my chop there’s a beam, bullets painted all over that hoe (boom_bow)
man, me and my gang, we don’t follow no rules
f_ck all the cops, i be ridin’ with tools (b_tch)
man, just look at our block, dbg run the spot
so don’t try to play us like some fools
you know what it do
you ain’t think it through
how many bodies, b_tch i got a few
sticky like glue
i be with the crew
takin a poo
choppa go pew, b_tch (what?)
[chorus: mar$hall & bomba]
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
bomba in this b_tch, n_gga lets go, bruh
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)

[verse 3: bomba]
k!llin’, robbin’, shootin’, shootin’
f_ck the opps, like i was putin
don’t ask what i’m doin’
n_gga, i’m tootin’
n_gga, i’m p__pin’
we be ’round the block, f_ckin’ all the opps
and watch they bodies drop, while they b_tches give me top
n_gga, i ain’t flexin’, yeah, i been ’bout it
third grade, got away with battery, ’til they found out ’bout it
spin that cash, call up my accountant
this be crazy, how it soundin’
“bomba ass”, nah i was clownin’
cu$tum p_ssy, now i’m preachin’
f_ckin’ p_ssy, now i’m skeetin’
hatin’ n_ggas on the net, tweetin’ that i got a check
they should’ve checked what they was tweetin’, yeah
they be tweakin’
yeah n_gga, just shot that n_gga in the head, got his body leakin’
[chorus: mar$hall]
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)
i don’t f_ck with police and they don’t f_ck with me (lil b_tch)

[outro: mar$hall]
man stop playin’ with us, boy
we really run this motherf_ckin’ city, boy
yeah
drrrrrrrrrrah
drrrrrah da_da_da_da_da_da
yeah, lil b_tch
f_ck the police, hold on, uh
f_ck the police
i respect the police, imma be 100% honest with y’all
this song could not have been more cap
but it was fun as f_ck to make
dbg in this b_tch, man
me and bomba in this b_tch, man
stop f_ckin’ playin’ with us, b_tch
drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr_yu_get_de_te_te_ta_ta

- marhall dbg lyrics

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