lirik lagu dc the don – makaveli
lyrics from snippets
let’s go mario
yeah, yeah, yeah
n~ggas piped up in this b~tch right now (what?)
gang, gang, gang
ayy, it’s too many opps in this party
lil’ b~tch, makaveli, [?] he can hit up (what? what?)
walking with a stick like a blind man [?]
smoking on exotic make him—huh, make him hiccup
snakes in the grass in my lawn, better keep up
why i’m going fast, that b~tch getting lapped up
say you got some dough [?]
acting like a ho, got his motherf~cking b~tch f~cked
big frames on me (what?)
big range rover (what?)
my sh~t, own it (skrrt)
he’s a poser (yeah, yeah)
[?] when it’s over (what?)
fake ass cloner
that ain’t your sh~t, you a motherf~cking [?]
she know i’m a dog, i’m a motherf~cking dober
woke up to the smoke ’cause i hate being sober
blue devil sh~t, i’m in houston, i ball with the [?]
your b~tch on my jimmy, i told her to stop it
no b~tch, i ain’t john, i got hoes in the tropics
not a civilian, i roll like i’m gotti
you [?] but this sh~t looking [?]
young n~ggas too rich from the streets, we ain’t [?]
~come to milkwaulkee them n~ggas still robbing (yeah, gang, gang)
big~ass chop put a whole through his dome (what?)
i’m on ching ching chong with this lil’~ass blunt
finesse the pack but the whole team [?]
finessed the dough where the b~tch can’t go
i ain’t tryna talk to a minute~maid ho
got balenciaga shoes and designer my clothes
give her twenty backshots, i’ll finesse your ho
i’m a hip~hopper rapper, my [?]
energy turbo, my tool ’bout to spit fire
and your sh~t, know you big liar
said you got [?] but this don’t get my hype
and i’m michael, call me myers
got 32’s on that b~tch, that’s a big tire
skrrt through your block, leave it once [?]
internet gangster, i never could [?]
came in this b~tch with a mac~10
i ain’t tryna talk, what the f~ck is a backend (what?)
[?] n~ggas finna cash in
make a n~gga hee in this b~tch, michael jackson (yeah)
glock with a beam, get packed in
cut [?] milwaulkee assassin
my ap all kinda colors, see me balling [?]
hit my dougie, get to rapping
[?]
they know dc finna spaz
neck, wrist, ears froze, n~ggas still freezing
they keep asking do i drop, i ain’t finna drop, b~tch, i’m finna blow
you can run up if you want, we ain’t finna run, b~tch, it’s gonna float
stepping on the gas [?]
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