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we don’t play - daffy loko lyrics

[verse 1: daffy loko]
15 years old when i got my first strap
ese blood, sweat and tears and i can’t turn back
smoke a sack to the dome, hollow tips in the chrome
duct tape, hockey mask, a couple of homies and it’s on
i throw the blue rag on, brought a cuete hit the kush
busting heads with the mac eleven hanging off the roof
don’t f*ck with me, i’m too sick in the mind
and i’m coming from that m*th*f*cking 5*5*9
badass madera all day every day
got sureños upstate gotta bang with ak’s
i’m a get mine ese rolling up a fat one
leaving you up in chalk when i hit you with the shotgun
what you know about that? i know all about that
let you meet the grim rеaper ese you don’t want that
keep on smashing, timе i ain’t wasting
i’m trying to get mine as soon as the day breaks
and ain’t no sunshine, money on my mind
wake up blaze up and i’m back on the grind
if you don’t know what’s cracking
i’m a let your ass know, badass madera let the 40 cal blow

[chorus: ese villain]
we some m*th*f*cking gangstas running and chopping with the ak
in k!lla california you know that we don’t play
hey smoking individuals don’t be hypocritical
me and my camarada leaving ‘em in the state that’s critical
get rid off you, without a trace
no evidence so there is no case
not one finger print inside the whole f*cking place
just a hole in your f*cking face
you thought i was on the menu
so i gave your ass a little taste
[verse 2: bozo]
now i got enough problems trying to stay on the grind
i got another problem trying to put away my nine
if my mind got me tripping, blame it not slipping
i ain’t had good sleep in a hundred some days
i wanna search for better day but i’m laying gun plays
my minds at these punk m*th*f*ckas these days
they telling on your boy, pc type of ways
i call daffy on the phone, i load up the ak
then i pull my sh*t out like i want that foos brains
we’ll get that don’t trip and a little loose change
dodging [?] and [?] i ain’t trying to see the d.a
it’s okay let the m*th*f*cking beat bang
i got a g*ride swerving on them shiny gold dayton’s
anybody wanna trip, knock the b*tch out the frame
i’m representing h*p [?]
got the world in my range

[chorus: ese villain]
we some m*th*f*cking gangstas running and chopping with the ak
in k!lla california you know that we don’t play
hey smoking individuals don’t be hypocritical
me and my camarada leaving ‘em in the state that’s critical
get rid off you, without a trace
no evidence so there is no case
not one finger print inside the whole f*cking place
just a hole in your f*cking face
you thought i was on the menu
so i gave your ass a little taste
[verse 3: lysto]
gave your ass a little taste
f*cking around you’ll be erased
you wanna play with me?
while i play you just like monopoly
you trying to copy me but you copy me very sloppily
split you up like broccoli
you couldn’t stop me possibly
such is my philosophy
so why you trying to bother me?
give me some crazy drugs and i’ll commit a crazy robbery
this is not astronomy, call me cardiology
i got these crazy flows that are clogging up your arteries

[verse 4: ese villain]
ese villain coming through with them stories from the lakeside
taking out foos with [?]
some soldiers doing state time
primo and huey and my big homie loco
them other lames a joke holmes
we put ‘em in a chokehold
[?] marijuano con hi*power siempre ando rifando
y controlando tomando y fumando
young lysto and me, tu sabes who we be
some scandalous one*three straight off the silverlake streets

- daffy loko lyrics

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