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urltv - don marino vs. eazy the block captain كلمات الأغنية

[round 1: don marino]
eazy gonna talk to don…how he murk sh_t
on the philly corners wit’ a firm grip
b_tch, please, your only appeal (pill) is a perc’ flip
you’re known for one angle, and this who i should be concerned with?
i know exactly where eazy goin’
that’s why you wasn’t too hard to work with
i spar with the guys that you worship _ dna, shine
my brothers lethal
gave me some pointers to get to another sequel
soon as the x (ex) got the call block, i was ready to see other people
mira, amigo
you’re losing your spot
andy goin’ to college: you gettin’ put in a box
grand theft auto: the first levеl is easy (eazy)
i just gotta cruise through the block!
but lеt’s stop ’cause y’all fired my mans
clean cut: neosporin
i felt ‘so sick’ like one of ne_yo’s chorus’
y’all didn’t think i was a street star (streetstar), just somethin’ chino ordered
then y’all bashed my latin brother ’cause he supported
norbes took a shot wit’ dm, and it wasn’t the first time he got beat up for it
madness!
’cause you stood in front of that big lens
did a blog and laughed wit’ a big grin
see, twork beat up norbes for slidin’ in the dms
you didn’t do sh_t to twork when he slid into your bm!
y’all seen him, found out he was smashin’ shorty
thought you and hurricane had chemistry: laboratory
she told you everything ’bout when she had the glory to the saddest story
but left out one thing that was mandatory…
i guess hurricane didn’t wanna get into that category!
i’m askin’ for me: why you didn’t let the ruger blast?
oh, you from philly, prob’ly left it in the car wit’ his stupid ass
i woulda had two arms wavin’ from the trunk: fusion dance
and leave blood all over twork: superbad
it’s f_ckin’ sad!
’cause now you can’t look at that motel 6 the same
and when she wear those fishnet pantyhose, back of your mind you know she wore that for what’s_his_name
yeah, you a lame!
she didn’t keep it all the way real
this should get you amped
she gave you 50 while you gave 100: food stamps
when twork told you, you didn’t know what to say or do, champ!
the words left right out of captain’s mouth: boot camp!
see, you can’t talk to me when you couldn’t confront your chick
he’s gonna say i’m a nice guy and i don’t bust the clip
i’m lame, corny on some sucka sh_t
see, in battle rap, i’m not believable
y’all can suck a d_ck
’cause in real life, i’m respected
that’s why another battle rapper can’t f_ck my b_tch
don marino
[round 1: eazy the block captain]
let’s get straight to these payments, n_gga
let’s keep it a bean _ this n_gga ass
y’all actually was plottin’ against me?
i mean, we respect the fact that he nwx, but besides that, this n_gga’s sh_tty
n_gga, i be talkin’
you know that
red dot on the glock, it’s so awesome
i used to be shy around my glizzy!
if i gotta ride around my city to look for don, and if i find don, he gon’ be fightin’ for life
and that won’t be produced by 50!
n_gga, this the plate i needed, homes!
look at me…the reaper home
eyes bigger than they hustle
i done seen n_ggas die just (digest) for eatin’ raw
n_gga, i’m beyond crazy
a headshot’ll leave yo’ b_tch wit’ the sour face _ now she a crybaby
and if my two eyes on marino b_tch, word to debo, i’mma hit don lady (ladyii)
n_gga, i was just b_tchin’
i’mma be honest
i said i wasn’t f_ckin’ with p, then p called, i said, “good timing.”
’cause only a philly n_gga wit’ creed could show him what a don is (adonis)
you can’t tell me nothin’ ’bout this game or these b_tches, n_gga, i promise
then you comment, f_ckin’ your own reputation up: you don imus
y’all see him and still believe him?
i ain’t gon’ post about it, but allow me to talk reckless to dm
n_gga, flashback
talkin’ ’bout du, that sh_t almost took me out my mind
new scope, brand_new lens _ i’ll hit a boogie outta don!
n_gga, this conviction! i know my limits!
playground days, we woulda threw your ball and make you go and get it
and when you brought that sh_t back…n_gga, we’ll throw that sh_t again, n_gga!
ain’t n0body ran wit’ don!
you done f_cked up the plate
they done washed their hands wit’ don (dawn)
i got the green light to touch a don
got me purgin’, turnin’ all your people to dust ’til dawn!
n_gga, marino feelin’ froggy tryna question my leap?
somebody tell don i offer heaters
think prince vegeta: i’m the best at my peak
fully auto, the weapons repeat
i’ll knock your chest out the street
they’ll find don (fine dine) all over the city like it’s restaurant week
n_gga, i will bury him
my wall up, i don’t trust a mexican
all i know is drug dealin’ sports in the coupe: i’m all_american!
n_gga, you ever got nervous!?
you don’t think that i’m tired of the trap?
well, my life a mongoose with pegs on it
you know how many n_ggas i got ridin’ on my back?
n_gga, we only get one shot!
when they shut my city down, i just doubled my re_up
started f_ckin’ wit’ the ‘gram like young chop
n_gga, it’s gutta
f_ck you talkin’ about?

[round 2: don marino]
let me guess, you got a spanish connect named juan, carlos, romero?
which one of them taught you the game servin’?
it’s a trick question, ’cause it’s the same person
man, f_ck your drug stories, or how you’ll let the toolie bust
my ‘migos traffickin’, cocaine in the latex fully stuffed
homes move with the balloon like the movie up
i don’t give a f_ck!
y’all gas this? the disrespect
we used to bring it on
white girls, y’all wasn’t flipping yet
so let ’em cheer, captain!
i know the routine
i’m just showin’ you i haven’t missed a step!
but yet, they love your street stories
(_chef’s kiss_) flawless
they say, “don, you can’t teach that type of pain.”
you right, but i know how to cause it!
big blade, through the middle, man (middleman): it’s a biased cut
knife get stuck, work my way to the top: the higher_ups

- urltv

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