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Murder Gang shit
You ain't Slaughter Gang you don't speak my language
Niggas really lame, boy they lamer than a bitch
Eat you pussy niggas like a fucking sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip grip grip
Bitches say they love the way I drip drip drip
I eat that pussy up and then I lick lick lick
Wet a nigga block and then I dip dip dip

Young Savage pull up on your fucking on your mother (your mother)
Young Savage, bitch I'm hanging with my brothers (brother)
Slaughter Gang savages yeah them my brothers (yeah them my brother)
Slaughter Gang got choppers like under covers (pew pew pew)
Hit that bitch with a rubber (yeah)
Fuck her on the dresser boy I fuck her on the covers. (yeah, yeah)
I keep a lethal weapon like my name Danny Glover (yeah)
I'm just here to fuck yah baby I ain't here to love (21)
Send you to yah nigga cause I heard he a sucka (sucka)
If he run up on me like a swisher I'ma a bust em (buuh)
Pop pop pop pop nigga get to duckin' (duckin')
I'm a ladies man bitches call me mc' lovin' (yahhhhhh)

Skrrt skrrt skrrt, scrape the motha fuckin' bowl up
Young savage bitch I'm in the kitchen cooking cola
Real street nigga man I love that baking soda
Bitch get on my nerves
I pour a muthafuckin' four up (mud, mud)
Told that nigga get his funds up. (yeah)
Rep that Sex Money so you know I got my guns up
Word on the street savage fucked your baby mamma (I did)
Jamaican Don Dada I Murder for fun yah
I bought that bitch a Benz cause she use to drive a Honda (wuu wuu)
You been skripping all your life and you still stay with your mamma (broke ass bitch)

21 Savage - Dip Dip