Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Diss Me , by - Blac Youngsta. Release date: 12.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Diss Me |
| I’ll die before I let a nigga take my life |
| Shot him dead in the face |
| Next rap nigga take a shot or diss me |
| I’ma put him six feet, God forgive me |
| It was all good 'til them niggas pissed me |
| I’m the type of nigga shoot yo' daddy, Disneyland |
| Shoot him in a church, let him know I ain’t playin' |
| This a one-night stand, but I ain’t stayin' |
| If you wanna dance with the Devil, come dance |
| I’ma keep an alpine tucked in my pants |
| Hold up, wait, I’m just sayin' |
| I been in the game for a min', I’m stayin' |
| They so fake, I can’t stand |
| When a fake-ass nigga shake my hand |
| I’m so straight, I got bands |
| I don’t even need the label to give me an advance |
| DJ still gon' spin my shit |
| They’ll keep spinnin' that shit like a fan |
| If you steal from me, then I’ll cut yo' hand |
| You’ll kill for me 'til you have to kill yo' man |
| You gotta sacrifice yo' man for plan |
| If you don’t sacrifice, I’ma shoot you in the hand |
| She got sloppy toppy, keep her pocket rocky |
| I don’t talk on phones, need a walkie-talkie |
| On that gang shit, spent a couple dollars on my main bitch |
| Don’t you come around me 'cause I’m dangerous |
| Word on the street, they know I flame shit |
| You a rat, snitchin' on yo' main shit |
| That’s the type of shit that’ll get yo' brain split |
| Flew to Cali', killers on the plane, shit |
| And I’m better than yo' favorite rapper |
| I’ll kill yo' favorite rapper, on my Wayne shit |
| And you favorite rapper, he a real capper |
| I’m a real stepper, close range shit (Gang) |
| When this rap shit done, I’ma still be here (Right here) |
| Real street nigga come from the trenches |
| Lost so many niggas, it ain’t shit I fear |
| Every time I go to jail, first thing I say is «I can’t wait to get outta here» |
| (What else?) |
| Nigga, every time I bond out, I do the same thing that got me in there (Gang, |
| gang) |
| Next rap nigga take a shot or diss me |
| I’ma put him six feet, God forgive me |
| It was all good 'til them niggas pissed me |
| I’m the type of nigga shoot yo' daddy, Disneyland |
| Shoot him in a church, let him know I ain’t playin' |
| This a one-night stand, but I ain’t stayin' |
| If you wanna dance with the Devil, come dance |
| I’ma keep an alpine tucked in my pants |
| Hold up, wait, I’m just sayin' |
| I been in the game for a min', I’m stayin' |
| They so fake, I can’t stand |
| When a fake-ass nigga shake my hand |
| I’m so straight, I got bands |
| I don’t even need the label to give me an advance |
| DJ still gon' spin my shit |
| They’ll keep spinnin' that shit like a fan |
| You know I feel sorry for any nigga go against this shit, you gon' lose |
| I’m willin' to give this shit all up, nigga, I don’t give no fuck, nigga |
| Straight murder case, broad day |