Drugstore Lyrics Dayton Family

yeah the dayton family back up in this bitch
backstabber shoestring and that nigga
bootmothafuckinzilla - bootleg gotta nigga rippin
the flow flippin it slow got my foot back in the
door here i go im motivated like im snortin the
blow refuse to poor gheto life is all that i know
big bag duffle bags toe tags nigga thats tryin to
stop player profit bootzilla popem 36oz copin dope
chopin labratory never stopin keep the crackheads
hopin henen out the yae house when im in it on my
block an 8th of rock sold every minite chicken
heads im hitten fine birds through the mitten any
ho that chose get her nose frost bitten leg is
never quiten hardest nigga that spitten records
arebein sold from dayton ave to britain rappin is
like cokin cocain in the kitchen niggas can come
up missin if they snitchin first nigga thats
killinem bullets bustin and drillinem every flow i
flow is packed with dayton adrinalin rollin on my
camilion paint i aint fuckin with bitches unless
my man and them is fellinem so dig that much of it
bootzilla the real nigga bustin out in public
intodusin you bitch niggas to the 44 me and
shoezilla is the clerks at the drugstore -CHOURS
x2 - lets go to the drug store and pull out a
shotgun "shotgun" take all of the money
then break out and run "lets run" -
break out steak out mathafucka make out you gon
change your mind about me when i pull the gauge
out flama banga niggas yall in danger another
local hero nigga murdered by a stranger beatin
bleedin real niggas G'in what the fuck we bustin
yall niggas aint seein face it taste it you can be
eraseted found up in the ditch or in the corner in
the basment holded loaded explosively exploded
speakin up on the dayton family bitch you gettin
folded grimmey slimmey my killahs right behind me
bitches with the mill killa kill when you find me
rosin choosin put niggas in they flosin hitem with
a pop and leave his deadly ass frozen ballin
fallin and aint nobody callin quit speekin up on
name cause you record deal was fallin thank you
gank you nigga ima shank wookin your ass like i
was wook rockman when i stank shisty fiesty foever
livin icey so quick to get away from a mothafuckin
vicey drugin thuggin cops'll catch the slugs in
aint gon lock me and bitch you better sell you
husband we got the dope so what the fuck you
searchin for he on the floor bleedin as his blood
pour drugstore -CHOURS x2- where you cope from
dayton family

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