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Текст песни Homicide - Mr. Dayton

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Verse 1:My name is Dayton, the triple gold killa,I be the reason for murder to a po black young nigga.Flow deep on your shit lookin` hella clean.See, I`m the reason, that niggas look at you mean.I bring jealousy and hate when I roll through.Havin` niggas jockin` on your car that you never new.I make the game worth winnin`, gold spokes spinnin`,But don`t let me catch your ass slippin`.I have your whole crew checked at the intersection,So you best invest in more protection.The evil that I bring ain`t no good.I`m smokin` Vogues, through every niggas neighborhood.And where I`m from, I get more props than the president,Cuz when a nigga gets killed, I`m the evidence.So it`s 1-8-7 all day.Niggas don`t understand, I`m a G.(chorus1)They call me Mr. Dayton, the triple gold killa,I be the reason for murder to a po strapped young nigga.Just call me Mr. Dayton, just call me Mr. Dayton.My name is Dayton, the tripple gold killa,I be the reason for murder to a po strapped young nigga.Just call me Mr. Dayton.Verse 2:They call me Dayton, I`m pushin` more keys than a locksmith,So what the law never saw, can`t stop shit.Triple golds on that ass, with a hun`ed spokes.I`ll let the one-time know that you sell dope.How can a nigga wit no job on probationHave enough scratch to relax on some gold daytons?And even if I`m stolen,It don`t matter, cuz I`m sittin` on the next nigga`s shit rollin`.So catch me if you can Mr. D-A,I`m in the hood, smokin` dank, gettin` three ways.Cocaine, triple beam, and amphetamines.That`s somethin` you don`t see up in the magazines.So it`s 1-8-7 all day.Some don`t understand, I`m a G.(chorus2)My name is Mr. Dayton, the triple gold killa,I be the reason for murder to a po black young nigga.Just call me Mr. Dayton, just call me Mr. Dayton.My name is Dayton, the triple gold killa,I be the reason for murder to a po black young nigga.Just call me Mr. Dayton.Verse 3:1 nigga, 2 killas, 3 daytons, 4.It`s murder after dark, when them G`s ride low.Reflections of death, triple gold punk bit the block on them thangs,Now every bitch know my name.Ain`t no hope, when I step out the station,Every nigga sprung on them guns and the gold daytons.All day, every day, it`s the same shit,Every nigga tryin` to find his way up out the game, quick.Cuz Mr. Cop and Mr. Fed want a nigga dead.But the park`s in my heart, so them fools bled.I`m hittin` corners, pushin` levels with that deep shit.These undercovers tryin` to catch me on the weak tip.I`m from the 4-block, but the OG`s, they rock foreverDon`t slip on these dark streets cuz the one-time way too clever.Home invasion, I`ll have a nigga soaked in blood.Niggas can`t deal with that Oak Park Terrel love.West Coast murder, home of the feds.Bloodshed every where, motherfuckers dead.It`s that nigga, 7-8-1 all day.Some don`t understand, I`m a G.(chorus3)They call me Mr. Dayton, the triple gold killa,I be the reason for murder to a po black young nigga.Just call me Mr. Dayton, My name is Mr. Dayton...

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