I cut the top off these lemon niggaz
And garnish my drink i think like a felon nigga
Beats nice draft verses till my bars cold yall couldn't feel my breeze when the wind blows
Been doin this since super nintendo
Mom used to yell they can hear you out the window
Had th block jumpin pace to the tempo had my blcok jumin pace to the tempo
Gunz and roses like bread and butter
Niggaz will kill you bread and send roses to ya motha
Im not frontin im not a violent brother but when my temper snaps you betta run a duck for cover
Ask ya sister got balls the size of baseballs
M80 the red version of I hulk
And i talk a very good game
Its like Jason Voorhees playing hockey during face off
Im cocky ill rip ya f*ckin face off
Chip on my shoulder ease the pain with some napolm
Im on fire i bet all the water in the world combined still could turn my flame off
Dj M80 - Short-Fuze Freestyle (feat. Ny Nik) Lyrics
Dj M80 - Short-Fuze Freestyle (feat. Ny Nik) Lyrics
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I cut the top off these lemon niggaz
And garnish my drink i think like a felon nigga
Beats nice draft verses till my bars cold yall couldn't feel my breeze when the wind blows
Been doin this since super nintendo
Mom used to yell they can hear you out the window
Had th block jumpin pace to the tempo had my blcok jumin pace to the tempo
Gunz and roses like bread and butter
Niggaz will kill you bread and send roses to ya motha
Im not frontin im not a violent brother but when my temper snaps you betta run a duck for cover
Ask ya sister got balls the size of baseballs
M80 the red version of I hulk
And i talk a very good game
Its like Jason Voorhees playing hockey during face off
Im cocky ill rip ya f*ckin face off
Chip on my shoulder ease the pain with some napolm
Im on fire i bet all the water in the world combined still could turn my flame off
And garnish my drink i think like a felon nigga
Beats nice draft verses till my bars cold yall couldn't feel my breeze when the wind blows
Been doin this since super nintendo
Mom used to yell they can hear you out the window
Had th block jumpin pace to the tempo had my blcok jumin pace to the tempo
Gunz and roses like bread and butter
Niggaz will kill you bread and send roses to ya motha
Im not frontin im not a violent brother but when my temper snaps you betta run a duck for cover
Ask ya sister got balls the size of baseballs
M80 the red version of I hulk
And i talk a very good game
Its like Jason Voorhees playing hockey during face off
Im cocky ill rip ya f*ckin face off
Chip on my shoulder ease the pain with some napolm
Im on fire i bet all the water in the world combined still could turn my flame off
Writer: DERELL TURNER, JUSTIN BYRD, LUSHONE SIPLIN, Miguel Benet
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Dj M80
Length: 2:19
Written by: DERELL TURNER, JUSTIN BYRD, LUSHONE SIPLIN, Miguel Benet