Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuk Dat, artist - dj honda. Album song h ll, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.06.2019
Record label: dj honda
Song language: English
Fuk Dat |
Representin' nigga. |
Fuck y’all niggas talkin' about? |
Where A&D clique at |
YouknowhatI’msayin'? |
We gonna do it Carlito’s way |
«Nigga Fuck that"-Buckshot 'Black Moon' |
Flippin' it over like the Illmatic one this rap addict |
Sean Black be a freestyle fanatic |
Sippin' Nas and all that plus I be |
One of America’s most B |
L.the U.N.T.E.D. |
blunted forever |
Styles change up like the weather |
Rugged like a Norface my flow is smoother then your leather so |
Open it up son it’s too gettin' hot |
Matter of fact take it off your back before you get shot |
My crew is strapped down ready to go to war and you don’t need it |
(so just chill sit back) Spark up an L and get weeded while I prodeed |
Internationally to make your brains bleed |
(You ain’t really got no flavor) plus your girl brill is keyed |
Don’t ask me why I’m always flippin' on these wack rappers |
Cause they fake thug niggas wanna-be gat clappers |
Talkin' about this and that but always on beats |
Cause all that gangsta shit is dead nigga let’s take it to the streets |
Yo if you real keep it real and if you fake burn a roada (why?) |
Cause the niggas I’m runnin' with will attack you from your throat up |
Hook: |
«Whatever I see I attack"-Buckshot (x4) |
«Get off my back nigga fuck dat"-Buckshot |
A-yo check one two for the murderous gun crew |
Three four is for the raw lyrical I got in store |
For them next niggas frontin' like they ill but chill |
Actin' like they bunch of criminals cause they pack steal |
But that’s aiight niggas do what they gotta do to get the cream |
(Step to the wrong team) |
And all your cash thoughts will be a dream |
N’awmean? |
Cause you insist of gettin' me vex |
Fuck it my rhymes is maxed now who’s next to show techs on the el |
Your crew is weak and they rhymes sound infected |
Tryin’to get a car track get your whole fam rejected |
It’s the black attack trying to get cash like John Gotti |
Still gettin' my loot and lettin' my lyrics catch the body |
So when nothin' change everything remains the same |
The nigga that’s known for puttin' S.O.P. |
stickers all over the train |
(What? Rewind that back) |
And let me flip this track |
Cause yo whatever I see I attack nigga |
Hook |