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shaun da god - drip flow lyrics

still in my ways
pumas on me, ain’t feelin no jays
got competition but i still ain’t phased
n_ggas poppin shìt but i still ain’t grazed
nah
flow be dazed
just like my head when i blow this haze
uh, n0bodies safe, uh

yeah, rock out
assh0l_ cap when i pop out
uh, yo girl wanna see me with my c_ck out
mike tyson dat p_ssy issa knock out
baby job done, gone head and clock out
iont wanna hang, i’m chillin wit my son now
iont gotta bang, my homie keep his gun round
got the type of n_ggas shootin til the sun down
ain’t no cappin , i’m just rappin
gotta bad b_tch , imma hit it til she nappin
neighbors heard my name, all i heard is ass clappin
when i heard the beat, all i heard was shaun snappin
d_mn, slap it ?
bigger n_ggas trash rappin
came to bring static
i admit it, got a bad habit
dag nabbit
now i’m fast rappin
after 6 months , how does that happen ?
now i’m back at it, b_tch, ah

im still in my ways, pumas on me, ain’t feelin no jays , got competition but i still i ain’t phased, yo girl gimmiе head while i pull on her braids , ayе
head in a daze, f_ck out the way , b_tch
hear a lot trash n_gga, all say the same sh_t
whole gang blow a full cartridge on some game sh_t
pure hearted n_gga, i ain’t never on that lame sh_t

i got n_ggas really wit it
that pull up and pop a n_gga
don’t stop til they drop a n_gga
you sleepin with the fishes
i got it on lock my n_gga
don’t care what you cop my n_gga
a spear in my pocket n_gga
you rapper n_ggas finished
kabal when i’m rappin i’m leavin sucka n_ggas winded
bricks in my wallet , like i was whippin inna kitchen
get sick from these lines, all of you n_ggas finna sniff it
i take what is mine, all of you rapping n_ggas victims

i ain’t come to play
hard to really give a f_ck
i don’t want no praise
bars be leaving n_ggas stuck
you seen better days
all you n_ggas sound the same
how you got a name ?
can’t wait to see the day that i drop a name
sword flow, n_gga hot, i can getchu slain
at ya door, knock knock, issa different game
storms coming, got the thunder but you gon feel the rain
you gon feel the pain

still in my ways
pumas on me, ain’t feelin no jays , got competition but i still ain’t phased, roll me a j, ignite it , i face
you holy, i’m praised
want smoke , you get laced
yo b_tch want a taste
of my crème brûlée
hair nappy, embraced it
more money, i taste it
not one you can play with
you cold but i been sick

- shaun da god lyrics

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