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Lyrify.me

The Devils Den by EASTMOBB Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2015

[Jaii]
Intro

Honestly, Fuck Dj That nigga ass as fuck
I'm better than him
I'm a better rapper than he is producer
Imma just.... Tell you that
All ya nigga's is ass out here
Including the EASTMOBB
Them niggas is fuckin trash
Like what the fuck is a SeeAr Tahli?
Come on dawg
Let's get this shit poppin(Clears throat)

[Jaii]
Verse 1

Bars Comming From the bottom where i started at
And they plan to stay there nigga cuz NJ is where the hardest at
Not heart nigga, NJ is where the Hardest at
EASTMOBB Niggas'll kill to be a part of that
MOVEMENT, Talk them bricks but don't move shit
Talk them clips but don't USE SHIT
Talk that shit and you'll LOOSE IT
FO'Show my nigga
Eclipse, black out, i'll still glow my nigga
I out class like the bell rang
I sell bars for five-oh have these niggas thinking it's a jail thang
It's a swell thing when you sell things
Cause you cash out & flash out
But that's why i tell em do be very cautious
Cause payback will cost ya, don't cross us
Niggas telling stories like they authors
We rappers so we should paint these pictures like we artist
But they painting pictures like they autistic
This artists sick he alters shit, he's arts new tip
The others dead and gone like that artist t.i.p
See in this game y'all some waiters take this artists tip
And please hop off this artist's tip
You see these niggas some pawns and im a king on that author shit
I put this beat in a coffin were it ought to sit
And ima keep on rapping till this authors sickening
Can't listen, no vision and lost his diction
Ugh
They try to son you like you up for adoption
But they can't stop me. so that's not an option nigga
Ugh
That's not an option
They put prices on ya heads like you up for an auction
Shout out my East Niggas... Muass
[Edmyster]
Verse 2

Hold clips like you hold hands
I been a grown man
Move bricks and I move bands
Move blocks with this Mac 11
My choppa screamin like a passenger on 911
Let a nigga try to test me and he gone end up failin
If we end up throwin hands bet ya niggas pick up weapons
If I snap my fuckin fingas you'll be dead in just a second
Know that
Keep the 44 on the coat rack
If a nigga got a problem tell him remeber like a throwback
Cuz I'm quick to catch body when the choppa start to throwback
Roll up to ya bitch and I ask her where the throat at
Cuz I'm all about my paper nigga you already snow dat
Fuck it
Nigga those ya pockets better run em
Keep the bricks inside the oven
Niggas Trynna catch the fade but they can't even fuckin touch it
All my niggas keep it 100
I've been starvin on these streets I seen some shit that you can't stomach

[Syar Tahli]
Verse 3
All these niggas talking bout the dopest
Young niggas and we finna cut the portion
Bad bitch down to fuck all she know is sin
And i keep her pussy wetter than the ocean
Young nigga flexin on these old niggas
Finna get this money I already told niggas
Talkin bout the money and the fame nigga
Claim you shootin shit but you ain't got no aim nigga
My niggas shootin
Bricks keep movin
What you doin
You ain't goonin
Guaranteed that it's ya life you gone be loosin
Loosin
Trynna disguise tho
And as soon as you do it you in the sky's tho
These bitches ain't loyal they gone love me soon as I blow
I blow
Shit I be feelin better with my eyes low
NIGGA I AINT PLAYIN
I'm in my zone
Shit I be sippin lean until i'm Gone
I'm inhaling the trees
And I be killin for cheese
Yea I be willin to squeeze whatever zone
SHIT I BE WILLIN TO SQUEEZE WHATEVER ZONE NIGGA!