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laughing at the haters - dj kay slay lyrics

[verse 1: maino]
what’s beef? beef is when you all up in my mentions
[?] n*ggas come to see you with your children
[?] on a ceeling
shout out to all my lil homies in the 4 building
k!lla sh*t, talking that gorilla sh*t
i be out the wraith, b*tches on a drug dealer d*ck
couldn’t see the roles, i was blinded by the bentley tint
really came up hard, adolescents i was militant
pistol in my sweatsuit, drugs in my g ride
n*ggas they can blead too, let that desert e slide
welcome to the g side, see the way that we ride
we gon wet them up, then hang them up like a street sign
what’s beef? beef is when you call kay slay to try to dead it
but i’m at the station outside with a weapon
hopped up out the roles royce [?]
k!llas coming for you right outside 97

[verse 2: raekwon]
raised around wolves and k!llers, n*ggas who got money
drink hot don, and splash gorillas
up in miami the snakes
yeah the buffalos [?]
square potatos and a couple of franks
stay fresh like a bar of dove
not a man, a thug
who fooled around sn*tching bags of drugs
k!ller n*ggas with love
the guns, we in love with [?]
cloth [?] no [?]
pour it up, bracelets up
handcrafted diamonds and tubs
straight from africa, word to my bloods
too many cubs, too many scrubs
we can’t allow it, slap n*ggas up with some slugs
feed me hugs, trees and plugs
the next n*gga rippin, get your own, or get you some gloves
kiss the guns, kiss the 1’s
when misery comes, you won’t see it
that’s when the seenery dumbs
[verse 3: jim jones]
n*gga hah ha hah hah
check out this bizarre [?]
real n*gga getting head [?] car
you shooting at the sky like they k!lling all the stars
since 95, i been k!lling all them cars
i don’t punch a clock, but i’m really on my job
get packs out the [?], shout out to all my billys in the yard
put your key up and my key in, the money we be seeing
n*ggas talking cash money, funny like [?]
yeah we got that snow, i ain’t talking bout no skiing
homie caught a body, i don’t know when imma see him
home my bba’s [?]
bad b*tches [?] all up in my dm
this is not a movie, but motherf*cker the end
stupid motherf*ckers probably won’t comprehend

[verse 4: tony yayo]
stand back peasants, don’t touch the king
[?] kiss the ring
i used to play the block, [?]
now [?] bathrooms
this is fro [?] and them half moons
running up them calls, making sales in the noon
christmas time, had a [?] santa
when he cop, it’s 200 or better
i’m lifted off this girl scout
the whole world geting tuned out
i got the [?] in the safe house
[?] with a white b*tch with her tits out
[?], but they gon let 50 in with his black friends
i’m like wiz, i stay with some twins
[?]
we hungry where the real come from
bout to set it off like [?]
the k with the big drum
i go dumb like a [?]
i’m in a sp*ceship like george cloony
[?] straight stuntin [?]
[?]

- dj kay slay lyrics

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