Текст песни Dipset Flow - Saddam

Yeah them three nine twos be growling screeching off
Dee nem like what Reed been on
Wop hop in the chally
Whip it badly like yo seeds too grown
I float the benzy swervin wit it sickly like I keep a cold
Been in the streets so long
I prayed ten years fore they let Meechie home
That was like oh five now I keep blicks like I can't be alone
Might cant keep a bitch cause I done grew obsessed with freakin hoes
Most likely beat them cheeks and roll
Throw the duece and leave you lone
Knew she hadda nigga sneaky link
He on the lease she wrong
That nigga bet not ever hit my line and try to scream through phones
This get to ringing
Last he heard was beeping
Like you reached the tone
Opps be throwing rocks and hiding hands
Then play the treaty zone
Want me crossed
They better play with jesus
Not with me on psalms
Said I wouldn't get cut again
If it ain't mine don't touch it then
Heard about that sixty took em down
And laughed we up again
We do two for ones we catch y'all both
You getting slumped with twin
Last lost y'all took was hard to swallow
Next time guzzle hen
This season I can feel it
Bodies dropping til the summer end
I disrespect the livin
I refuse to speak on ones thats dead
Asked what's on her mind
Cause if it's me i really want some head
Jason mask I cut them ovaries up
Assume the role I'll slay it

Human chop in the flesh got respect with this tec
In other words you try me we turn blocks to a mess
I got a fetish for bad bitches she pressure I'm steppin
I call up bae she get right to that head like an excedrin
Can't fuck with the set
Couple brooms end up swept
Still in the field swinging steel like Alonso for Mets
Too chill with the killers
Still deal with the dealers
So how can niggas not crown me still stand as the trillest

Said I'm talkin greasy like this new or sumn
Like where all this confusion coming
Know I'm finna pop it like we stomping on ballons at functions
Cans get to spraying this ain't no got to be glue I'm clutching
Oh y'all runnin shit was it lips or legs I ain't heard of nothing
Fronting what just come with bread
No clientele to jump that ledge
Fiends dash through snow no open sleighs
Them boys must own a sled
Baby tried to play me like a dunce like I got cones for head
Caught then passed her back
That hot potato wouldn't gone scold my hands
I was lit before the gram
When shoulder leans and dro was in
Why inquire prices
Wanting quotes but you dont come to spend
Drop my lo if niggas never show guess I'll come instead
Urgent message
He in trouble
Drop it all
And come get craig
What I look like going live and yelling
Breaking news respected
Keep that shit two virgils if I said it
On my two I'm standing
How you see his paperwork
And still found a way to accept it
Best believe I know wassup
You probably told too I bet it

Human chop in the flesh got respect with this tec
In other words you try me we turn blocks to a mess
I got a fetish for bad bitches she pressure I'm steppin
I call up bae she get right to that head like an excedrin
Can't fuck with the set
Couple brooms end up swept
Still in the field swinging steel like Alonso for Mets
Too chill with the killers
Still deal with the dealers
So how can niggas not crown me still stand as the trillest