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lirik lagu 1mere - mr disrespectful

[intro]
stop f~ckin’ playin’ with these n~ggas, man, yeah
where he at? where the f~ck is yak?
go, go (stop that dissin’ too)
come here

[verse 1]
this the josh pack, this sh~t hitin’ hard as sh~t (go)
when gorilla joe died, all they did was drop a diss (go)
at the bus stop and got cooked, what? you ain’t never heard of lyft? (go)
if you son was still here, he woulda got hit with the switch (go)
what the f~ck? came to your show, you was on my d~ck (go)
ain’t n0body know your songs, ain’t n0body sing your lyrics (go)
you ain’t really got no bodies, you ain’t put sh~t in the air (go)
you just sittin’, rappin’, dissin’, n~gga, we ain’t tryna hear it (cap)
you like twenty~eight and you ain’t got a body, f~ck you waitin’ for? (cap)
bus stop was at the bus stop and got clap, clap
how the f~ck is you a chaser? when you see me you gon’ run
spin the 42th, likе, “where yak?”, dead ass, son (whеre he at?)
dissin’ on lil’ mere, he gon’ be just like twin
we got a lot of dead opps, you gon’ be just like them (like them)
n~gga, where the f~ck is yak? we keep campin’ on that block (go)
i was spinnin’ through the trolls tryna get my gun hot (go)
why the opps screamin’, “go”? all they homies gettin’ shot (go)
we get over, f~ck rap beef, we gon’ get the drop
you was locked up when your son died, f~ck was that about? (f~ck was that?)
you get home and you ain’t do sh~t, brrh, yeah, that’s out (that’s out)
[chorus]
how you cliquin’ up with the same n~ggas that robbed you for your sneaks? (go)
it’s them pink balenciagas, ayy, bro, get them joints to me (ayy, get them joints to me)
he ain’t want them anyway, he let them take ’em off his feet (let them take ’em off his feet)
catch a opp, closed casket, how we leave him in that street (go)

[verse 2]
where your baby mom at? why she let your son leave? (why?)
i’m really on that 4 and i’m posted up on the o (go)
in this sh~t for lil’ mere, he dissed lil’ bro, he gotta go (go)
and your brother told sh~t, that’s like hangin’ with a cop
me and murda down the bottom, we like, “where the f~ck is yak?” (where the f~ck is yak?)
n~ggas got one chain, one gun, down bad (wow)
heard he got a dead son and dead homies, that’s sad (that’s sad)
them n~ggas playin’ with the dead and then do it, don’t last (go)
you playin’ pool with them n~ggas tryna k!ll you? that’s fast (go)
in the v like, “where yak?”, don’t let me found out where you at
man, them headshots hurt, ask the opps who got whacked
in the bitty tryna create a strain, we need a new pack
they see bl!ck with the mask, they gon’ duck like, “who that?”
put lil 3 up on that backseat, he come back with a hat (go)
n~ggas get put up for good tryna fish down this end
we ain’t get to catch him, we start bl!ckin’ on his kin (boom)
all the opps on pc, how y’all standin’ on ten?
and your son got murdered, poor baby, he ain’t love you (he ain’t love you)
how the f~ck your baby died and you ain’t do sh~t? you ain’t want him (you ain’t want that n~gga)
my homies used to f~ck you up, why you chasin’ for the buzz? (why?)
let me catch a rap n~gga, hit him up until he stuck (go)
let them rp’s hit him now, watch his sh~t gush (gush)
i bet the last n~gga learned, don’t lose your life tryna catch a bus (go)
how the f~ck your son died and the k!ller ain’t get touched?
but you in your raps cappin’, n~gga, you ain’t got a gun
catch a rap n~gga, blow his brains out, that sh~t fun (go)
[chorus]
how you cliqued up with the same n~ggas that robbed you for your sneaks?
it’s them pink balenciagas, ayy, bro, get them joints to me (ayy, get them joints to me)
he ain’t want them anyway, he let them take ’em off his feet (he let them take ’em off his feet)
catch a opp, closed casket, how we leave him in that street (in that street)

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