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lirik lagu dj zirk - mind blowin'

[verse 1: mr. tinimaine]

lookin’ out my window
i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared (uh~huh)
junkies roam my hood at night
slowly tini creepin’ on the come~up
55, n~gga strapped with they trunks up
put ’em up, family, f~cking b~ttercups
pull another mega blunt and then we light it up
hit the track and blow my crack til’ the sun’s up
creepin’ from the east side of memphis, (n~ggas get with this)
tinimaine has risen from the dead, 19~tini~6, here comes the crucifix and dump all jealous b~tches in the ditch and hit the track to pull my bricks
simple, just a mask for my glock, c~cked, skullcap, turning to the left, then i hit my n~gga momo
kickin’ down your door , then hop into the chevy thang and leave your assed~out on the floor
grippin’ on my sawed~off, anakin is buckin’ at your ass, put your hands in the sky, gotta give it up
pockets full and kinda f~cked up, seein’ that you bailed up, busta n~ggas cannot f~ck with, put them up
lurkin’ and scopin’ the scene
jump in my ride cuz i’m clean
stick~up these n~ggas, i know they got cheese
i am that n~gga you don’t wanna tease
wicked and seldom so high
please, punk n~ggas, don’t even try (why?)
robbin’ that n~gga that’s out to get you
creepin’ on me, you just a d~mn fool, never find your body, drop ’em in a swampy pool
smack ’em, buck ’em, beat ’em, treat ’em, like a b~tch that he is, for real, knock out his grill, the east side of memphis where n~ggas true trill and [?]
[verse 2: lil kane]

outta tennessee, for the 95, bullets fly, so man f~ck you hoes
back to the track, with my crack, with the tiny mac, ready to set fire to your soul
[?], trick, you can’t f~ck with this
ruthless young n~gga gon’ get you boy, r.o.d, burn in h~ll, remember i said that b~tch
walking with a smirk on my face, tini got the gauge, now i am feeling raged
the phases like rush through my body, might just go put yourself on the front page
when we enter your hood
b~tchass boy
man i thought you was down
f~cking with the east, real n~ggas in the south, too down with my crown for the mound
now, funky b~tch, you wanna get with these marks in the gap, lay your ass, put ’em up in the house
for the nine~fever, i’m gonna leave you, in some ashes, that’s how it turns out
then i take you to the point of no return fool, [?]
wrestle me, and you see my n~gga t with the ruger thang for your ass, now you walking with the limp
best pack your best when you try to test kane, mane
playa come on down with that hoe sh~t
drop to your knees
put that glock in your face
tell the devil when you get to h~ll
put ’em up sissy b~tch

[verse 3: primo]

take in, pull up this indoor smoke
chippity~chop, now chase with loc
is it the strain that brings the pain
or the fact mane, that you lame
[?]~ass b~tches steadily duckin’
ain’t listen but i keep my glock c~cked
when [?], n~ggas choose to play hoe game, slow your road, cuz them b~tch [?] in me, i told you
i was d~z~own for my cr~z~own, so let your nizzas hang, i know a n~gga with so much joy, don’t be [?] no bloodstangs, oh
these hoes and these n~ggas don’t know what’s in the mind of this ruthless young juvenile, (bless this pimping, give me your soul)
now watch this f~cking g profile
take a flight with lil mo as i begin to fall deep deep into a spell
trumpets and sirens now soundin’ and all of a sudden i’m surrounded by the flames in h~ll
n~gga what’s on my mind, is the time that you have wasted
but now them demons callin’, ain’t no stallin’, is a 9 waiting
[?] getting sharp, no need to worry, cuz there is no escape
so drop your ass into this [?], and watch how quick i wait
pump your brakes cause dead ways means waste, all these d~z~ick battles, these outriders
i didn’t want to
now get burnt by my fire

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