Dayton Family - The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Lyrics
Im down in this mutha*****in dope game,Cause the law cant ***** with me[shoestring]I got the hand that rocks the cradle, and makin em fatal, while keepin myShit real tight***** it, no doubt, for *****in around, witches stick a dolomiteIm quick for jackin yo cheese outta yo keys, and spendin yo gsIm gon smoke a ? z? gat and pull the triggaOn the front ass page niggaPickin a reputation, mo bullets in that snitchs assGet froze of os, put em in my pocket, and dash, crashOn the curve with ? nerve? work, I whip it and dip it aroundJust like switches, *****es, Im jumpin and breakin it downYo niggas packin 44s, pop it and robbin hoesSmoke in my nose, Im a leave bullets than 6 osAnd yo mutha*****in chest, *****, I done killed your protectionBloody mess on yo chest, shoulda took yo yea and kept steppinOut the mutha*****in house, nigga *****, and jumped in yo shitBut since you didnt, 13 hollow point ***** was pumped in yo shitBetta watch yo ass, betta count yo cash, betta watch yo head from these slugsGet em up, and hit em up, I done lit em up, shaked and jacked em for drugsShoestrings a killa on the for reala, Ill front you a o and a halfTurn around and set yo body up and leave you stiff on that ave.Dont try to cope, cant get with the dope, we get you for your richesIm puttin stiches in *****es, ass leaped in ditchesYou want this click then suck this dick because this nigga scandalI got the hand that rocks the cradle andll light the candleSo if you ever wanna buck, nigga put it upYou got that toothpaste in yo safe and Im a hit it upI got my finger on the trigga and it makes me fatalShoestrings a pimp, get off my dick, *****, I got the hand that rock theCradleChorus (2x): Im down in this mutha*****in dope game(its the diddy diddy dope deala, its the diddy diddy dope nigga)And the law cant ***** with me(its the diddy diddy dope deala, its the diddy dope nigga)[bootleg]I got the hand that rocks the cradle my blows are fatal just like internalBleedinRun into the law from the cocaine keeps anigga speedinAlways on the bind on the grind for the 9-6Gotta get my hustle on, came to nigga stiff***** Im to swift, stalkin with my big black bootsHigh on oop, with a mac-11 ready to jack you for lootAint you so cute, standin in the presence and essence of killasA local bred tryin to ***** with thoroughbred niggasNo disrespect, betta grab yo tech before you swing my wayI put the comma in drama, pack heat like sunny daysSix million ways to die, lets try every oneShe was raped and brutally beaten, murdered my job doneNow who got the flame, that comes a dime a dozenI ***** this 44 back, blow out yo shit, couldnt catch yo cousinCause if you owe me money, aint shit funny when I catch you upWhen I bust this tech, youll think a supersoaker wet you upThe flames of hell is in my eyes, killin niggas by surpriseIf you cross my path, bloodbath you *****es gotta dieGo ahead ? ? ? with that moss, finally get tossed in the *****in riverSometimes they shiver, from the pain and pressure I deliverHold the hand of a gangsta as we fly through the bluest skiesSwim through the bluest seas, family of killa gsDont ***** with me nigga, I be yo local assassinatorA cop got mo digits than you can hold in a calculatorMy fingers on the trigga, and that makes me fatalBootlegs a pimp, get off my dick, *****, I got the hand that rocks the cradleChorus (2x)Its the diddy diddy what, the diddy diddy whoThe diddy diddys back for 96, I thought you knewWith some dope ass shit from the mind of a gankaStraight up beat ya down and watch my niggas out think yaIts the diddy diddy what, the diddy diddy whoThe diddy diddys back for 96, I thought you knewWith some dope ass shit from the mind of a gankaStraight up beat ya down and watch my niggas out think yaChorus (2x)
