Dissin'

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Doobie Slim

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Boy stop all that  dissing
F*ck you aint heard how niggas die or niggas come up missing
This thirty dirty, love my Taurus, six shots in my
Smith and
I know that lor shit ain't enough, them young niggas tote switches
But two shots to the head a kill any nigga who living
And I go where I wanna got my passport in the trenches
Niggas get shot and they be extra gangsta or some bitches
I pop these Percocet's cuz of deaths, that a nigga witnessed
Them deaths it come with stress, paranoia and body tension
No rest until all breath leave the bodies of opposition
My brethren, dem my members, my Cuttas it ain't no difference
No lesser,  all we got is each other to handle business
For Rek, this shit get reckless, I'm stepping searching for vengeance
That beef shit, it go back and forth coming something like tennis
My father told me,  you can't mix up the business with bitches
Get my nut then I'm dipping, I won't even let her finish
Me and her 'came indifferent, it wasn't love to begin with
Niggas really ain't with it, I caught the signs they was sending
Bonnie, Clyde with my biscuit, I'm with her until the ending
Niggas stiff with they pole man then niggas really ain't bending
Niggas hit, take a soul 'bout my mans, that's no longer living
Pray to god 'bout the role that I played, I hope he forgiving
Hurt behind what they did, what I did ,you know  that I meant it
I just roll up my Beezy, I lite it and then I hit it
Thinking bout all the times coulda died bout my wrong decisions

And I ain't fucking with no nigga unless he all in it
I put my brain, my body and my heart in it
Ion like hopping in whips, I had to walk with it
Yea
They gave lor leek another sentence
For a shooting that he ain't do but ...
In the streets you gotta be cool, even if u ain't crippin
Hunnit, hunnit I want them blues, I need all the riches

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