anger management - dj kay slay lyrics
[verse 1: young chris]
i started out last [?] smack this
had the roc in the background, videos pumpin [?]
no [?] since back then [?] rapping
an actress or rather [?] bill cosby, he got [?]
[?] superman that’s afraid of hights
been a run for this crack baby, [?]
don’t be that rapper that’s taking lights and taking life
cause them crackers gon make you write till you make it right
giving it to n*ggas who been asking him
while i show slay the slay of lyrical [?]
match me with any name in the game
i been practicing
no more [?] when i show you [?]
[?] panic
when all the gut feeling can get a n*ggas a sandwitch
[?]
[?] work on his roster [?]
[chorus: loaded lux]
[?] the block
so i tell mama that her boy got shot
[?]
did that n*gga dirty, hit that boy in the streets
make them choppers chop man
did it right on his block man
so the n*gga hit the ground y’all
the boy stood over [?]
[verse 2: loaded lux]
dope in the silverwear
lighter to the spoon
[?] to your arm
fire in your wound
how does the devil kiss ya?
higher than the moon
strapped with a big extention, [?]
and the county on [?], whippin [?]
[?] cake and some tv’s
chop down, walk down on him
baby [?]
f*ck all the rap, pap pap,take 3 d’s
rap game bunch of [?] doing [?]
first round n*ggas [?] league
now we getting richer off the [?]
hitting [?] before c breeze
tell them all [?] et
[?] sp
oh yes we
rob for sd
smoke the best tree
[?] left me
a motherf*cker test me, i wack him like peshy
17 up in this [?]
[chorus: loaded lux]
[?] the block
so i tell mama that her boy got shot
[?]
did that n*gga dirty, hit that boy in the streets
make them choppers chop man
did it right on his block man
so the n*gga hit the ground y’all
the boy stood over [?]
[verse 3: gunplay]
don’t ever oah me no money, or call me out on my name
rob one of my homies, or put fingers on my chain
that’ll get you k!lled, that’ll get you wacked
inasent of you, it don’t even matter
i’m all about my name, you can ask tmz
slap them with the 40, for being shark with the feet
n*ggas know not to play, imma go out the way
imma lay on your lawn, imma pop up when you yaun
f*ck a 5o, that p*ssy paying us
i’m the one that did it, he the one that say it was
ra [?], burners make him sizzle
you so unofficial, like a broken reff wissle
choppers make your mama scream, knocking b*tches off the walls and [?] off of [?]
babies out of cradles in the name of revenge
driving doghnuts in my chevy, do the same with my benz
[chorus: loaded lux]
[?] the block
so i tell mama that her boy got shot
[?]
did that n*gga dirty, hit that boy in the streets
make them choppers chop man
did it right on his block man
so the n*gga hit the ground y’all
the boy stood over [?]
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