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m-80 - yung dmize lyrics

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[yung dmize]
look, i’m in the shop and i’m cookin up like i’m moving work
every time that i spit these p*ssies get they feelings hurt
we in the cut with weaponry always on alert
totin big guns homie the type that put you in the dirt
empty out a clip like i’m lettin the strap go berserk
lightin m*80s now the hood think we poppin fireworks, d*mn
keep my homies close but my enemies closer
we don’t f*ck with pigs strictly diets consisting of kosher
heard you been duckin best of luck with escaping g
and if you ain’t around then we shootin up where your family be
sh*t is not a gamе i suggest you refrain playin me
got youngins who pop guns rеady to spray faithfully
charge it to the game but the game ain’t really been paying me
you playin triple a, i got my sights on the major leagues
f*ck from around me if you ain’t speaking currency
currently i’m droppin suckas, call a state of emergency
y’all some clowns
we on a different page, we move differently
my hustle stays sharp cause i move with a sense of urgency
sh*t that leave my lungs is ill like a case of pleurisy
y’all rappers is p*ssy come around me, you act nervously
i don’t respect y’all as peers or even personally
droppin hotter sh*t on accident than y’all do purposely
n0body f*ckin with me virtual certainty
ayo grab the f*ckin chalk, i don’t rap i produce murder scenes

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