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stan spit - dear cam (cam'ron diss) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
uh, uh
d_mn, man
write this n_gga cam a f_ckin’ letter b
where my pen at, man? i got his f_ckin’ letter, this n_gga forgot to put a, f_ckin’ return address, maybe he didn’t forget, maybe he just didn’t want me to have his address, but he don’t know i got it anyway so i’ma write him this letter b
sh_t
harlem (it’s crazy)
harlem

[verse]
yo, yo, dear cam, the last n_gga that dissed me (the last n_gga that dissed me) i end up usin’ his t__th as a wristband
you takin’ a real big risk, man, steppin’ to spit without a weapon to spit, you know how hectic it get?
picture you head gettin’ kicked or your neck gettin’ broke
now your son gettin’ choke, your own crew losin’ hope
i got your baby mom in the back abusing her throat
but she don’t like to swallow but she love to spit
why else would we g_ngb_ng and rug the b_tch
send her home to you and let you hug the b_tch?
so please son don’t worry about me [?] [?] [?] ([?] run, run) ’cause you vs me is like a knife vs gun
i could tell by your first video how much [?] [?] [?] [?] ([?] [?] you and ma$e, you was runnin’ n_gga) flop
your two albums flopped
me? sh_t, i’m still [?] your wh0res
how i f_ck l album up? (5000, gold, n_gga) it sold more than yours
so tell everybody how i’m really deprived when that 6 that you drive is really a 5 so at least i’m bein’ true to myself
and by the time you broke, i’ll be new to the wealth
now everytime i rhyme your career’s on the line
but i ain’t satisfied i’m tryna tear out your spine
so f_ck bein’ boss, i’m king
i could f_ck j.lo, why? her love don’t coast a thing so keep frontin’ (uh) around (uh) my set (uh)
i’ma end up with yo chain around my neck and how you gon’ feel (n_gga)
when your face in the ground (n_gga) and then you look up, n_gga
then you facing the pound? [?] [?] motherf_cker, i’m not chaing you down (i’m not chasing you)
i got better things to do then to set it on
see i said it on kay slay, i’ll say it on clue?, n_gga, i say it on flex, i’ll say it on [?]
and this is me talkin’ definitely not the x so your best bet is to keep it lyrical ’cause you don’t want things to get more than physical
cause when your [?] get hit, n_gga, you ain’t worth spit
just a memory, remember he used to be on 40th street now ps
i’ma let the world know the truth, you, don’t really want me to shine
you went to kay house then you laid your vocals after mine, that’s a b_tch move
somethin’ i knew you probably a do but i don’ said it anyway, n_gga you could get it any day
this ain’t about rap, this ain’t about ends, i lost respect for you, n_gga, yo, we could never be friends (never ever, ever be friends)
my heart is cold when it come to you
now before you hop up in that 6, n_gga, you best to look up under you just bones
i ain’t gon’ bother your mom’s but who gon’ tell that lady that i broke cam arms?
if she ask you why? tell that [?] [?] [?]
now jimmy (jones don’t sweat it, you my n_gga) don’t sweat but k!lla you could get it
i will clap you then take care of lil derek (i will take care of your son)
so don’t insult my intelligence (don’t insult my intelligence) nor my money
i don’ been places where they be talkin’ funny
and i stay away from phones when i’m talkin’ money
so as far as i’m concerned keep talkin’ dummy, now run along
oh and cam’ron fix your thong and your letter i tore it up ’cause now it’s on
[outro]
(b_tch) f_ggot (f_ggot n_gga)
(stupid n_gga) holla back, man (holla back, man)
my two_way number (my two_way number) is 1_8_7_7 (uh_huh)
3_0_1 (3_0_1) 26_97, b_tch (b_tch)
oh, oh and my home address is 30 west, 130 9th street, apartment 15 [?] 1_0_0_3_7, harlem, lennox ave, n_gga
f_ck you

- stan spit

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