lirik lagu christ dillinger – fuck 12 freestyle (scooby doo shit pt. 3)
f~ck 12 freestyle (scooby doo sh~t pt. 3) lyrics
[intro: christ dillinger]
yeah, and f~ck all you rappers
listen up, ay, ay, d~mn
[verse 1: christ dillinger]
hop on the beat like a pogo
and read out my logo
my b~tch is official
yo b~tch quasimodo
i keep a phone [?]
but n~ggas talk down and they make me go local
me and my n~ggas pull up in a photo
it’s just me and darkie the rest are [?]
suck and they suck and they want me take photos
i’m all for the sub but a fake is a no no
get back in the trap [?]
for all of my n~ggas, trap all of my n~ggas that scam [?]
cash out, titty banks, city bank with the place
real n~ggas don’t give a d~mn
i’m motivated the british command [?]
spitting the strongest, but n~gga i’m faded
i’m f~cking your b~tch like her p~ssy the greatest
[?]
n~ggas fame famous, the coppers so heinous
i riding around with a strap like it’s lethal
[?]
n~ggas saying that they are rapping but they are just talking
he say he got b~tches but he just be stalking
the game was evolving but i’m richard dawkins
[?]
[?] many blisters, you’d think he was talking
[?] just watch him [?] drop him
i think i had an epiphany
you is not sick of me
and i got rights [?]
heard that this n~gga was adding me
[?]
n~gga just speak the audacity
as soon as you think about passing
[?]
n~gga that sh~t ain’t you
n~gga just fake love it just real hate
and i’m too real so i can’t relate
where i just stay away from the f~cking fakes
say i’m christ dillinger, hey f~ck the jakes
[?]
[verse 2: lil darkie]
f~ck 12 like a dozen groupies
saying [?] that’s a [?]
most n~ggas just care about who you truly bigger
cut up a show like a f~cking movie, n~gga
imma sh~t on you f~ggots, i got diarrhea
f~cking your b~tch on my bed from ikea
you speaking on darkie? r~t~rded idea
don’t ask me for nothing, i’m deaf i can’t hear ya
shut up, you yapping a lot you get f~cked up
[?] talking sh~t but you didn’t go [?]
bite down, right now i could really give a f~ck like walk round
talk down, p~ssy i don’t wanna bark around
if you pulling me, i’ll hit you from the top down
you ain’t fooling me i’ll get you in the hop down
[?]
hop out n~gga look at my stick, yuh
hop up n~gga look at my stick
stick in the mud, stick in that blood, yuh
[?], yuh
[?]
she don’t wanna tickle my d~ck, yuh
she don’t wanna wiggle my member
i don’t remember
[?] no embers
[?] they healing
i’m into december, yuh
pulling that glock like raider
reason imma flight, i’ll fade her
rinse that sh~t
[?] wanna bite like [?]
[?] tyler, the creator
she said [?] folk
you can get stuffed like coke, coke, coke
she can get rough like broke, broke, broke
i don’t f~ck with the new folk, yuh
i don’t f~ck with the new folk, folk, folk
smoking a blunt of that dope, dope, dope
b~tch [?]
[?]
b~tch, b~tch, b~tch ask me when i woke, woke, woke
you can get sh~t at you spoke, spoke, spoke
first rapper on paper, doin that to all my haters
later!
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