Caprice - ONYX (feat. Fredro Starr, rimo beat & Dj Key) Lyrics

Oustad L'Mic
Casablanca
Drostar
New York
Still shifty
Rimo Beat Yeah
Ahhhh
Niggas running like they seen Godzilla
We got mad guns and artillery
We dripped up split up your guts and God filler
Graze ya niggas get shot with the taser
Grimiest craziest sick shit we gave ya
Cut his circulation no ventilation
You can't breathe mother f*cker suffocation
Wrist work ripping up rhymes till my wrist hurt
Any rapper stepping this way is getting this work
Heart filled with hatred in this Hip Hop culture
Trying to get the chip while I'm the one to coach ya
Stick em up don't be a victim to the murder
Live by the gun then you die by one
Bitch niggas getting rich
Niggas doing rituals
F*cking up their spiritual they selling their soul
It feel like 96 I'm just selling my flow
Take em up take em out bring em out dead dead
Shine em up shine em u shine a bald head head
One gun two gun three gun four
You re mine it's all about crime
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Hadchi wajib bassah mafroud 3lia
Mn rouhi raho Kharej m7ayed tfalya wahya
Ma khess Nia khass Ria
Dawra marra 9riba lia marra b3ida 3lia Radi Bli bia
Ta blani Rabi banih Lia 7ta l7odoud o jari
Wa7lih mn bakri 3add fia tzado kiaa
Mizan tal3a keffa o habta keffa Hip Hop culture
Dernah 7arfa 9bel ma yt3affen
7ass brassi bhal 96
F la cage Rochdi tal9in Das EFX o Wu Tang
Ki Cheb khaled win lharba win
Y diha z3im o la Karim
O la mardi waldin Yess
Tfo 3la ganess Chof 3la na7ess
Nari nhar bdat marthbessch gha tchof l 3akss
L9raya mchat o Idarabat
Yzid f Zit y zid f Gaz
Hta mn Da3m Kadbo Ra Dazz
Take em up take em out bring em out dead dead
Shine em up shine em u shine a bald head head
One gun two gun three gun four
You re mine it's all about crime
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