Newspaper Lyrics

Newspaper lyrics

talking:

hey bob, yes tom, guess what i just fucking heard man, whats that, dayton
familys tape there fucking talking about us man and our momma's too,ohh yea
well i got something for those fucks im'a talk about there momma's there
daddy's and there whole fucking family there gonna wish they never said shit
about the news paper HAHAHA.



shoestringrapping:

Thats right cut them lights off we gonna ride nigga. 1996,97 night time bout 93
degree's you know how to do it baby, leaving nigga's bloody is the nuttiest for
the nine six, more blades than OJ since my clict be pimps we aint buying shit
we 4 deep in the grand prix, system wanna band me,Harlem Green cant stand me so
he's locking up the Family, these copa's wanna beat ya, and they treat ya like
they daddy, you sucka motha fucka's badge busta's ya'll aint had me,send the
shots out to the journal white bitch's i dont sleep with ya, Motha fuck your
story still cuz Shoestring rules the media,Hatdcore say no more fuck you and
your newspaper momma should have fought you and told you not to fuck a playa,Im
talking bout the black race you bitches aint shit but bad look, should be trying
to help a nigga instead you fuckin his name up, sayin what ya wanna and ya gonna
cuz you richa, so im'a get'ya lying ass cuz you paint your own picture, who you
think you talking to quit fucking with dayton avenue we aint fearin shit
bitches not even the boys in blue,Journal since you know so much theres no
reason theres no excuse tell me who killed dat, trick, colouis and that nigga
juice, it could have been the jailbirds they say it was the ? they hunted him
like a horse and beat that boy with no remorse,you bout to have a heart attack,
bitchs J i said that, These motha fuckin nigga's from these hoods want they
corners back,copp'as like to lie and scheme popo's aint shit but feans, when it
comes to fucking up another motha fucka's dreams,boomin ready fuck the fedi and
they petty crime, see me on switches now these snitches wanna drop a
dime,copp'as in tree's on they knee's as they creep's and crawls, no need to
panic but you busta's let'em sqeeze yo ballz,your under presure when they sweat
so you talking quick,pist off yo bitch now she done gave the fed's yo brick, yo
mouth is bigga than the motha fuckin aligator so fuck so system and motha fuck
yo newspaper



[quorus]Girl singing:

this shit that you doooo, the shit that you sayyyyyy, wont fuck with my mind
wont fuck up my dayyy, you keep talking shit while you catchin newpapers, so
motha fuck what you thought and motha fuck yo newspaper



Bootleg rapping:

Get yo mind off Ira's business maybe you can find you some, though bootleg
wasnt comin back i bet you bitchs feelin dumb,makin nigga's numb cuz when i
come i come like horny men, fuckin for the first time and aint never gonna get
no ass again, hoes all in my thunderbird and the bitch dont even know my
flavor, talkin bout my federal case bring gossip with your friends and
neighbors,bitch im to legit to quit, breakin hoes and niggas off you want my
clict to go cuz we make you clict look weak and soft,you niggas piss me off you
know my buisness like you know yo kids, all up in the club talking bout some
shit you heard that Ira did,bitch im just a man out here struggalin to make his
pay, life is hard enough without your rumors standin in my way, Ira this,Bootleg
that,bitch you havin dorsey strokes, aint got no life of your own so you hang
around all these other folks,in the ghetto is no joke, crabs in a bucket bath,
when you try to get ahead they pull you down that aint never gone change, i use
to be nieve get caught up in what these bitchs think, what these bitchs think
didnt put no food or dishes in my sink, dissing me like I.C.E C you be E
publicity, why you in my buisness that one fact remains a mystery, chemistry to
diss a G,why you playa hatin me, that killa with buisness thats everything yo
bitch ass wanna be,you rappin styles i used to rap, tappin hoes i been done
tapped,dayton aint ever changed we put this motha fucka on the map, motha fuck
yo talkin stalkin hawkin like a play hata,i fucked yo sister and fuck you and
motha fuck yo newspaper

quorus