Damn What A Nigga Say Playa Fly (Ft. Big O, Gangsta Blac, II Black, Lil Payne, Lil Pooh, Playa Ren (Memphis) & V-Dog)
[Chorus]
D–D–Damn, what a nigga say
Damn, what a nigga say
Damn–damn–d–da–damn
Damn, what a nigga say, we gon' make it anyway
[Verse 1: II Black]
Blast your Glock, ho, comin' through the backdoor
Flizzy on that fuckin' fry, nigga, you request to die
When you put this player down, then I clown on you, ho
Lil Fly pull your hand grenade, now take this nigga for his dope
Yeah, it's on, I gotta join, twistin', turnin', twilight zone
You can be a victim of this 211, crack your bone
Nothin' but ana, I can't handle, put your ass in check
Take your life and kill you twice and fuck around and break your neck
Slit your motherfuckin' wrist, when a nigga on that fry
Blow your nose, you take control, now tears comin' from your eye
Ignant nigga on the mic, dynamite, I'm too hype
Fill your brain with acid mane, then it's on, ain't that right?
S.P.V. and S.P.L., crazy niggas, can't you tell
Mitchell Heights and National, all these niggas where I dwell
Playa told me to come hard, Playa Posse won't be barred
Shoot that bitch, now dig his ditch, now leave him in his fuckin' yard
Back from the dead, on that blow, straight from Parkway
Damn, what these niggas say, we gon' make it anyway
Bitch
D–D–Damn, what a nigga say
Damn, what a nigga say
Damn–damn–d–da–damn
Damn, what a nigga say, we gon' make it anyway
[Verse 1: II Black]
Blast your Glock, ho, comin' through the backdoor
Flizzy on that fuckin' fry, nigga, you request to die
When you put this player down, then I clown on you, ho
Lil Fly pull your hand grenade, now take this nigga for his dope
Yeah, it's on, I gotta join, twistin', turnin', twilight zone
You can be a victim of this 211, crack your bone
Nothin' but ana, I can't handle, put your ass in check
Take your life and kill you twice and fuck around and break your neck
Slit your motherfuckin' wrist, when a nigga on that fry
Blow your nose, you take control, now tears comin' from your eye
Ignant nigga on the mic, dynamite, I'm too hype
Fill your brain with acid mane, then it's on, ain't that right?
S.P.V. and S.P.L., crazy niggas, can't you tell
Mitchell Heights and National, all these niggas where I dwell
Playa told me to come hard, Playa Posse won't be barred
Shoot that bitch, now dig his ditch, now leave him in his fuckin' yard
Back from the dead, on that blow, straight from Parkway
Damn, what these niggas say, we gon' make it anyway
Bitch
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