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lirik lagu clipse - diana ross

[verse 1: pusha t]
now look, any time, any place
hit you up in any sp~ce, dump your body in the city waste
you could get a taste, walk a slow pace (come on)
very hard to trace, you’ll never have my face (yeah)
i swerve behind the wheel, weaponry concealed
too many b~tches, too much time to k!ll
all of this we know too well [?]
[?] show and tell (come on)
wanna face off? nah, i’d rather take you off [?]
[?] recognize this is more than talk
sincere i speak, that’s why y’all fear when this words [?]
terrar, lead you on a one way (b~tch)
straight to h~ll on a sunday (b~tch)
while i’m just living the wrong way, dwa jack
sorry [?] off up until the sunset

[hook: pusha t]
y’all n~ggas don’t move with caution (huh)
running round here [?] (f~cker)
like your name was richard dawson
if our families feud, you gon’ die in a raw scene
[?] flee my stateline often (yeah)
[?] bring your ass to the coffin
hope your dreams ain’t to do [?] (clipse, baby)
and if you think you supreme, you gon’ die in a raw scene (come on)
[verse 2: d. gritty]
[?] find myself stranded in the dark with a [?]
i ain’t mad ’cause you wanna get involved with a team
keeping [?] think he dodgin’ the [?] (what?)
sendin’ half of your body from harlem to queens (come on)
smoke six jars of green, [?]
you [?] sleep, i’ma take charge of the dream (yeah)
just to [?] murder your relatives, tell the kids: (yeah)
“life’s a b~tch, you better off dead” ~ but i’ma let them live (come on)
pack two objects, gun and a clip
[?] claim he runnin’ this sh~t
i said: “get low, your b~tch know i’m coming to pimp”
shot him in his leg, now a n~gga run with a limb
and i don’t even to gotta get high to scare these dudes (yeah)
got a house full of guns that they barely use (motherf~cker)
i’m talking sh~t to get y’all cats severely bruised
[?] stuck with your face [?]

[verse 3: bugzy]
[?] waitin’ to see if i’m going to get the wifey
a n~gga stay icy, walk these streets lightly (come on)
ask you politely, kid don’t like me
you f~cking with who? get you knocked off lightly
[?]
how would you feel with your face under nikes? (come on)
talk with a silencer [?]
just murdered 365 people [?] calendar
take one of your kids that flee away to canada
[?]
[?] if you are immature
quick to pull the trigger on a n~gga that’s a gambler
n~gga, we too hot, no resort in miami
[?]
got no awards but i got street grammys
coke out the trunk that we selling like candy, n~gga
[?]
chek our debut, it’s the mean in the family
[hook: malice]
y’all n~ggas don’t move with caution
running round here [?]
like your name was richard dawson
if our families feud, you gon’ die in a raw scene
[?] flee my stateline often
[?] bring your ass to the coffin
hope your dreams ain’t to do [?]
and if you think you supreme, you gon’ die in a raw scene

[verse 4: malice]
[?] so that it echo, let your ears ring
to the sound of 6 hollows and a wind piercing
we throw [?] like [?], n~ggas got no love
and i don’t mind my face [?] with your [?]
one in both lungs, each projected from both guns
[?] and your casket’s a closed one
watch you fall back, hope you rest with a [?]
when your life flash before your eyes, know i caused that
when i hold on both sides [?]
we [?] screaming battle cries
[?] and let em know, [?] you let em blow
fall so deep that it’ll set your soul free
[?] watch em go down, [?] em again
[?] his vision is blackening
allow me to help you meet your demise for ya
hit you quicker when you die, shut your eyes for ya (b~tch)
[hook: pusha t]
y’all n~ggas don’t move with caution
running round here [?]
like your name was richard dawson
if our families feud, you gon’ die in a raw scene
[?] flee my stateline often
[?] bring your ass to the coffin
hope your dreams ain’t to do [?]
and if you think you supreme, you gon’ die in a raw scene

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