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Daz Dillinger

Genres: Hip-Hop

When Ya Lease Exspected Lyrics - Daz Dillinger

[Verse 1] 

Motherfucker, cha-pow here I am let's get started off right 

With a gun or a fight, think you hard 

You a dog that don't bite, see I'm trained to kill 

Give a fuck about you hoes, spill ya blood for thrills 

Grip ya body, naked shakin' we neck breakin' 

Niggas in my hood be runnin' while them niggas salt shakin' 

Bone crush em' and rush em' and get out and then touch em' 

Doin' better than the Feds when they jackin' my box 

Watch out, surrounded by niggas that's plottin' and creepin' 

Lot of caps slippin' and jack me for my chips 

Nah, get the twelve gauge and load a gob 

Blowin' something in these niggas if they actin' calm 

Niggas'll blast, yellin' out "Fuck y'all" 

While they mashin' steady blastin' 

Ain't just here for nothin' doin' right for right 

Cause it's right, shit niggas gotta do to earn they stripes 

 

[Hook] 

Can't run, ya can't hide 

Gon' get cha' when ya least expect it 

Ya gon' diiiiiie, yeah, yeah 

Can't run, ya can't hide 

Gon' get cha' when ya least expect it 

Ya gon' diiiiiie 

 

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[Verse 2] 

Took about the same looty to perform my duty 

Survey this thing to a nigga that knew me 

Little did I know he was settin' me up 

Wettin' me up and catch me up 

Barely escapin' heart beatin' fast mile racin' 

A shotty in hell, I thought I was dead 

But I'm alive and payback is a mother you fucker 

I'll be back carvin' Ruckers when the gauge start bustin' 

Penitentiary rap but we here and ain't shit 

Nigga dyin' quick and get ya throat split 

Comin' out do worse, I love to do work 

Retaliation, revenge make it hard to live 

Shoot-outs cop, when ya jackin' and robbin' and mobbin' 

Stabbin' on through the town, layin' em' down 

I'm a war street veteran, never say I better than anybody 

That nigga Daz and Young Gotti 

Blast em' with the shot after fleein' the scene 

Cause money, power, and dreams make a hell of a scheme 

Grippin' nine to ya brain, put the set on shade 

Writin' big, bold letter that'll weigh ya sign 

 

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[Hook] 

 

[Verse 3] 

My dreams and nightmares hard before I went to sleep 

So I stay awoke and cocked with four five loaded 

Cautious on my toes at all times, on the grind 

Mindin' my own, dropped and smoke in the zone 

It's a shame how we do it, how we represent the game 

Blast and maintain for the money and the fame 

You know the steelo, nigga we know 

We get down and dirty because we do low 

Keep it strong for so long, I couldn't go wrong 

But fuckin' with some niggas knew some shit would go wrong 

Niggas comin' up short chop em' down with the chopper 

Givin' em' all tones and one hand sole 

Nigga stop it, show me how you do it, how ya drop it 

Give my dogs a fat just to get it poppin' 

Got the dope and the scale and it ain't hard to tell 

Hard bound but come around where the dogs dwell 

When ya least expect it, you can die any second 

Nigga stop check it and dwell on it and respect it 

 

[Hook] 

 

[Daz talkin] 

Yeah ain't no where to run and ain't no where to hide 

Ha ha (Don't die) so you might as well just go on and kill yourself 

(When ya least expect it, ya gon' die) ha ha ya know why (Die, die) 

Nigga ha, ha (Ya can't run) yeah 

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