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Текст песни Godfather Don - Dip Dip Die!

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Yeah...it`s time to get ill and suerve...lets get down...get deep inthese Brooklyn streets...Kna meen?...let`s do this...It`s time to throwon our cleets and get filthy....tell you `bout some shit...Verse 1:Dangerous curves for Brasco to suerveshit gets hot in Bushwick suburbsI heard Maria told Marisol"Baby, daddy balls, Poppi had these drawssoakin", my strokin` got them openthats why Hector`s motions I be scopin`he hates that I play Lat`s like the eight track"Black Mothafucka, pluckin` my baby`s Mother"sucka, his crazy brother don`t want no part of thisone block on Knickerbock will get burned by arsonistsMommi likes me, she say soViejo gave me his blessin`, and not just himyour Men gave me props like cops thats corruptlaced `em all with trucks, what the fuckI suck, thats your opinionmy dominion offends men like anorexics in Fin-Fintin men seein` their endin` is madnessI`d rather kick hits instead of kickin` they asses.Chorus - Dip dip I so-socializeto clean out the safe and open up her thighs(Repeat once)Verse 2:Bitches with cash is the best to have`cause they won`t clash with niggas to arrest your assI keep one eye open like a sailorwatchin` these kids so I don`t feel a failureyou heard Mahalia`s voice, here`s the choiceBlack suits and gospel or cop the RoyceI got her moist thinkin` of the heated carstreats at bars with stars, Mamasita`s largeyou can get that if you just sit back and thinkwhy`s there sex tapes and coke in the sink?ropes filled with links, ice like Alaskawould you trade that for smacks of wet plaster?I know you need to eat, need to creepget money baby, just keep it discreetstress me in the streets, so I look insanehave these cats chantin` my name on the trainI aim for the platinum plaquesnowadays you gotta pack them gatsit`s like that, right back at ya to splat ya, capture the momentsounds twisted don`t it?I`m on my own shit. Chorus 2xVerse 3:They wanna go there like the old pairend up weighin` about 8 pounds with no hair yeah, you show fear so here`s half a hundredgive me a double take then act frontedjust be back, don`t act in the Acniggas love to jack all my stacks from rapthe temptation you facin`s erasin` the situationdon`t lace them just waste them if I wake and you ain`t beside meI see two other Mommies who love Versacelove to pop Cris`, love to cop V`slove to knock knees above the Roxyin Biloxy, hidden reports, exotic resortsyou missed this look for a postcard on Christmassnap shots with fat knots and chicasblack drops with backdrops of P.R.Visa gold, three live hoes in the truckabout two bucks, thick muts for quick nutsit`s just me, the same MC from ultradroppin` the roots of culture for you vultures.Chorus 6x

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