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go dj - willtharapper lyrics

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[intro]
squad squad
squad squad
squad squad
solo rapper n-gg-
solo rapper n-gg-
solo rapper n-gg-
beat bully 3
brought to you by me
hear me
hear me
shout out the squad man wsl sh-t (wsl sh-t)

[verse 1]
i’m the realest young n-gg- from the city you hate
from where the real n-gg-s rare but there’s plenty of fakes
and i be all up in the trenches where my enemies ate
they selling bold they selling c-ke like a energy drink
they say go go go dj
but i don’t need no dj
no no no reply i better hear what he say
started writing raps that sh-t was smoother than a cheese cake
and now my whole watch face bust down with the freeze face
sh-t i feel like cj from san andreas
hold on man let me sit down cause i can’t stand y’all haters
i serve myself my own drinks cause i can’t stand y’all waiters
and smoke good out the woods man i can’t stand y’all papers
and i can’t grab no favors no n-gg- offered me sh-t
i heard that n-gg- talking slick then it’s off with his lips
i put a hole in his ribs like a shark bite his hip
i pulled up and stop the whip look like i’m parking this sh-t
i get the spark in this sh-t and they start running towards line
n-gg-s talking sour so i squeeze it like a lemon lime
b-tch i won the race before they even track my finish time
squad eating good if the table set at dinner time
n-gg-s be on b-tches times i don’t be on b-tches lines
n-gg-s before b-tches i got 10 on mine
n-gg- i’m a menace i’m cane in the booth
i press a b-tton drop the top and drop the brain off the coupe
it’s not chicken head it’s noodle turn his brain into soup
no quiet storm i get the flow and make it rain in the booth
don’t need the red dot cause i don’t even aim when i shoot
i got a drum i let it dump and put a stain in the soup
(hold up gotta take a break, lemme get that )

[verse 2]
my favorite rapper wayne just in case you ain’t know
and everybody ain’t a friend that’s why i keep me a four
i like to dig a hole in b-tches why i keep me a hoe
don’t trust a n-gg- with his word and never speak what you know
and i know n-gg-s out here plotting so i keep me a dog
i don’t do fitches with no snitches i don’t speak to the law
and we don’t clique up with you n-gg-s only be with my squad
you steady tweeting us and peeping while we be with your bride
d-mn , and you still on that lame -ss sh-t
and if i had to pick a wife then mary jane that b-tch
i got a pain i get from every stain i hit
i got a flame that kick i don’t play games like sh-t
i gotta calm that sh-t i gotta keep my cool
but i know sh-t still hectic so i keep my cool
doublesl (ssl) b-tch those my peeps my fools
16 is our limit you could get beat at school

[verse 3]
i say, it’s nina that’s my dj
and he play plenty bets
put it on replay
he turn a party up, mess up a clean place
i pulled a bad b-tch out point it at his face

[outro]
hey i’m just freestyling that’s all
and i just freestyle that last little rapping n-gg-
squad squad squad

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