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Lyrics for Cock and Squeeze by D12:
| | | Artist: | D12 |
| | Album: | The Underground EP | | Track: | Cock and Squeeze | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 183 | | | | Lyrics: | typed by [email protected] of thed-12.com
(Bugz)
Gimme some hash
and when i
trip nigga gimme ya mask
then after that lend me your mack and gimme your cash
that
precious thing you call a life ill put an end to fast
get in your ass if you want have to leave
and eagle mack (??)
you want a see-through class
dont take much to read you
class
bitch
you broke as fuck and on the bus cuz your Regal smashed
this shit is
lethal ___
battle me i keep you mad
put you in a sleeper ,drag your ass to the reaper's
pad
either ___
or feel the wrath of my heater that
lyric punches makin meters blast
on your speaker rack
crib, club or anywhere where theres people at
they love my tape they
couldnt care where they leaves yours at
your girl's a rat
tell that ho im not gonna beep
her back
dont need her black
got too many other needer-rats
who heater fat
(??)
i bet your gal aint fuckin with my gat
im holdin lyrics sendin vocals at you locals
cat
gone black
your more whack
than a gold sack
you shown dat
when you
flowed
that's a known fact
clone rap
suck a MC broad
need to pick another field,
go out and find you a job
or either go out and rob
because
rappin' aint to
function
you out of place,
like a 2 of heart and 2 of diamond in a game of
spades
while my innovative ways
set your lyrics to a blaze
put a grimace on ur
grave
im in the Guiness on a page
of history
puttin sucka niggaz out they
misery
its not a mystery
my victories are bodacious
it wouldn't matter if the judge
is racist
and i was battling your aces in your bitches bassment
im
un-fuckwitible
thats literal
face it, the general
with senses of a
senitle
holdin on my genitals
right before i send tha fo's (fools)
down the earth
like minerals
even after centerfolds
in videos, my ego goes
in cagnito hoes
from
mosquito rolls
mean and biter
i hope you niggaz catch a case of arthrita
you aint no
writer
it still dont even have a spider
Idea when you need me , we gonna worst turn into
fighters
yea yea bitch
ya muthaphukkin biter
Cock And, Squeeze, Bust
Dirty
Dozen dont fuck wit us
Detroit niggaz roll deep
hold heat and talk slick
yea
yea bitch
stay off my dick
(Kon Artis)
i should tie you up and keep cuttin u
wit a knife
and sit you in the alcohol bath for the night
and watch you strugglin strainin
squeal for your life
dump a radio bumpin your demo when your bad for da life
thats what i
take from you
meet u in fake humble
attack your foundation until it crumble
its me
and my dog be on stumble (??)
go ______ but stayin in tha right mind
just to blaze a
track
to ___ or fake individuals that rap
screamin up your bootleg like they scared and
shit
knowin that tha Kon Artis come prepared with clips
fuller then male
scriptures
you watch u take pictures
notes and write down quotes and how i rap and get
witcha
told u niggaz before we got much to gain
nothin to lose, curuptin the lives of all
rules
tie em' up and put him in situations to hurt him
tie him up to trees and shoot
poisonous darts at him
with venom in it to murder him
servin' him right
D.P. Kon
Artis, swervin tonite
we rock from state to state
and city to city
you make a siss
like a faggot tryin on silicon tities
and nobody wanna size D bra
___die wit side shit
give it to y'all glit caught raw (??)
raw raw raw raw raw
Cock And, Squeeze,
Bust
Dirty Dozen dont fuck wit us
Detroit niggaz roll deep
hold heat and talk
slick
yea yea bitch
stay off my dick
(Proof)
I turn a hard nigga
yellow
and make his ass faster than a cheetah
don't blaze no blunts
but i blaze them
thangs
amaze ya gang
wit bullets i rattle your frame
whos that______
stay
suburban tusslin'
playin dat 3 digits
before cusslin (??)
bustin twin glocks
on
your block
yellin my name loud puttin rhymes inside your mailbox
infared
dots
BLAHW
caught your dreadlocks
waitin for tha cops
and tell him that ur ass
had beef wit Biggie and 2pac
hot lead to flesh
shot, bled to death
like Red and
Meth
You need to Hoop Up
Soup Up
for battlin war
that on the more
i
spattle ur horse
got battle dates on your tour
show up on you
battle on ur
encore
___ wit dis shit
on ur mic grip, you might slip
hang it up
hit like Sonny
____
peace to ____
rock til the early morn'
this shit is on
i got da problem
fiend fiend problems
my crew mugshot D12 uglier than the green goblin
i bring fear
too
horror, near u
a fact why nobody wanna hear u
your whack bitch!
what the
fuck you thought would happen?
when bullets start collapsin your frame
maintain or bring
pain
freestyle fanatic named Pete
fresh off the paper this one turn ur autovapor
meat
MC the extrordinair
steppin on ur bunyan
screamin 7 mile bitch eastside come
from Runyan
hold down your fort
snort like cocaine
Richard Pryor
i clap more
clips than a liver squire (??)
yea yea bitch what the fuck you thought
y'all niggaz
get caught like saught im incredible like the hulk
why settle for ___ nigga
P-R the letter
"O"
my sex is hetero
cash checks like federal
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