D12 - ***** & Squeeze Lyrics
[bugz]Gimme some hashAnd when I trip nigga gimme ya maskThen after that lend me your mack and gimme your cashThat precious thing you call a life ill put an end to fastGet in your ass if you want have to leave and eagle mack (? ? )You want a see-through classDont take much to read you class*****You broke as ***** and on the bus cuz your regal smashedThis shit is lethal _Battle me I keep you madPut you in a sleeper ,drag your ass to the reapers padEither _Or feel the wrath of my heater thatLyric punches makin meters blast on your speaker rackCrib, club or anywhere where theres people atThey love my tape they couldnt care where they leaves yours atYour girls a ratTell that ho Im not gonna beep her backDont need her blackGot too many other needer-ratsWho heater fat (? ? )I bet your gal aint *****in with my gatIm holdin lyrics sendin vocals at you locals catGone blackYour more whackThan a gold sackYou shown datWhen you flowedThats a known factClone rapSuck a mc broadNeed to pick another field, go out and find you a jobOr either go out and robBecauseRappin aint to functionYou out of place,Like a 2 of heart and 2 of diamond in a game of spadesWhile my innovative waysSet your lyrics to a blazePut a grimace on ur graveIm in the guiness on a pageOf historyPuttin sucka niggaz out they miseryIts not a mysteryMy victories are bodaciousIt wouldnt matter if the judge is racistAnd I was battling your aces in your *****es bassmentIm un-*****witibleThats literalFace it, the generalWith senses of a senitleHoldin on my genitalsRight before I send tha fos (fools)Down the earth like mineralsEven after centerfoldsIn videos, my ego goesIn cagnito hoesFrom mosquito rollsMean and biterI hope you niggaz catch a case of arthritaYou aint no writerIt still dont even have a spiderIdea when you need me , we gonna worst turn into fightersYea yea *****Ya muthaphukkin biter***** and, squeeze, bustDirty dozen dont ***** wit usDetroit niggaz roll deepHold heat and talk slickYea yea *****Stay off my dick[kon artis]I should tie you up and keep cuttin u wit a knifeAnd sit you in the alcohol bath for the nightAnd watch you strugglin strainin squeal for your lifeDump a radio bumpin your demo when your bad for da lifeThats what I take from youMeet u in fake humbleAttack your foundation until it crumbleIts me and my dog be on stumble (? ? )Go _but stayin in tha right mindJust to blaze a trackTo _or fake individuals that rapScreamin up your bootleg like they scared and shitKnowin that tha kon artis come prepared with clipsFuller then male scripturesYou watch u take picturesNotes and write down quotes and how I rap and get witchaTold u niggaz before we got much to gainNothin to lose, curuptin the lives of all rulesTie em up and put him in situations to hurt himTie him up to trees and shoot poisonous darts at himWith venom in it to murder himServin him rightD.p. kon artis, swervin toniteWe rock from state to stateAnd city to cityYou make a siss like a faggot tryin on silicon titiesAnd nobody wanna size d bra_die wit side shit give it to yall glit caught raw (? ? )Raw raw raw raw raw***** and, squeeze, bustDirty dozen dont ***** wit usDetroit niggaz roll deepHold heat and talk slickYea yea *****Stay off my dick[proof]I turn a hard nigga yellowAnd make his ass faster than a cheetahDont blaze no bluntsBut I blaze them thangsAmaze ya gangWit bullets I rattle your frameWhos that_Stay suburban tusslinPlayin dat 3 digitsBefore cusslin (? ? )Bustin twin glocksOn your blockYellin my name loud puttin rhymes inside your mailboxInfared dotsBlahwCaught your dreadlocksWaitin for tha copsAnd tell him that ur ass had beef wit biggie and 2pacHot lead to fleshShot, bled to deathLike red and methYou need to hoop upSoup upFor battlin warThat on the moreI spattle ur horseGot battle dates on your tourShow up on youBattle on ur encore_ wit dis shitOn ur mic grip, you might slipHang it upHit like sonny _Peace to _Rock til the early mornThis shit is onI got da problem fiend fiend problemsMy crew mugshot d12 uglier than the green goblinI bring fear tooHorror, near uA fact why nobody wanna hear uYour whack *****!What the ***** you thought would happen?When bullets start collapsin your frameMaintain or bring painFreestyle fanatic named peteFresh off the paper this one turn ur autovapor meatMc the extrordinairSteppin on ur bunyanScreamin 7 mile ***** eastside come from runyanHold down your fortSnort like cocaineRichard pryorI clap more clips than a liver squire (? ? )Yea yea ***** what the ***** you thoughtYall niggaz get caught like saught Im incredible like the hulkWhy settle for _niggaP-r the letter oMy sex is heteroCash checks like federalYo hedero *****!
