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[Intro: Dino Brown]
Chyeaah
It’s Dino Brown, uh, the Mothfuckin Guttamouth
[Verse: Dino]
Man, this beat make me feel like 50 Cent
Ridin’ round town, like 50 in the clip
No filter, I’m filthy with this shit
Cookin’ in the kitchen and I’m whippin’ up a brick
Who da baddest?
You mad cause my chick baddest
Got the bases loaded
And I’m up like the next batter
See theses hata’s now, all they do is blabber
Till they see they blood splatta, make em loosen up they bladders
Boy, I been hotta’ than a bottle of sriracha
Cool swimmin in the women reminiscent of Sinatra
You ain’t gotta look far to figure out who shot ya’
Doin the Lord’s work, eliminating the imposta’s
[Hook: Dino]
Niggas in the streets to cop rocks and yola
'Til they get popped like Pop Rocks in soda
Cops raid, lookin’ for the knots in the sofa
The top pays, but when it’s too hot, it’s over
[Verse: Dino]
I leave fire in my footsteps
Icicles on the microphone
Make your brain freeze when I’m comin’ through the headphones
If the head wrong, baby you can head home
Let’s go! Don’t forget your keys and your cellphone!
In don’t slur off the liquor
My words get slicker
The flow get sicker, the cake get richer
I’m sinnin’ with cinnamon sisters
I’m a sinister mista’
Shifty mista’s get popped
Like a sensitive blister
The flow on time, G-Shock, tick-tock
Shorty think I like her, I just like the way she grip cock
In her crib first when the Feds knock
With the black mask, heavy metal blastin’, Slip Knot
[Hook 2x]
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