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Newspaper Lyrics


Dayton Family

 

Newspaper Song Lyrics

Newspaper by Dayton Family


Talking:
Hey bob, yes tom, guess what i just f**king heard man, what's that, dayton familys tape there f**king talking about us man and our momma's too,ohh yea well i got something for those f**ks im'a talk about there momma's there daddy's and there whole f**king family there gonna wish they never said sh*t about the news paper HAHAHA.
Shoestringrapping:
That's 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 sh*t we 4 deep in the grand prix, system wanna band me,Harlem Green can't 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 f**ka's badge busta's ya'll aint had me,send the shots out to the journal white b**ch's i don't sleep with ya, Motha f**k your story still 'cause Shoestring rules the media,Hatdcore say no more f**k you and your newspaper momma should have fought you and told you not to f**k a playa,Im talking bout the black race you b**ches aint sh*t but bad look, should be trying to help a nigga instead you f**kin his name up, sayin what ya wanna and ya gonna 'cause you richa, so im'a get'ya lying ass 'cause you paint your own picture, who you think you talking to quit f**king with dayton avenue we aint fearin sh*t b**ches not even the boys in blue,Journal since you know so much there's no reason there's 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, b**chs J i said that, These motha f**kin nigga's from these hoods want they corners back,copp'as like to lie and scheme popo's aint sh*t but feans, when it comes to f**king up another motha f**ka's dreams,boomin ready f**k 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 b**ch now she done gave the fed's yo brick, yo mouth is bigga than the motha f**kin aligator so f**k so system and motha f**k yo newspaper

[quorus]Girl singing:
This sh*t that you doooo, the sh*t that you sayyyyyy, wont f**k with my mind wont f**k up my dayyy, you keep talking sh*t while you catchin newpapers, so motha f**k what you thought and motha f**k yo newspaper

Bootleg rapping:
Get yo mind off Ira's business maybe you can find you some, though bootleg wasn't comin back i bet you b**chs feelin dumb,makin nigga's numb 'cause when i come i come like horny men, f**kin for the first time and aint never gonna get no ass again, hoes all in my thunderbird and the b**ch don't even know my flavor, talkin bout my federal case bring gossip with your friends and neighbors,b**ch im to legit to quit, breakin hoes and niggas off you want my clict to go 'cause we make you clict look weak and soft,you niggas p**s me off you know my buisness like you know yo kids, all up in the club talking bout some sh*t you heard that Ira did,b**ch 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,b**ch 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 b**chs think, what these b**chs think didn't 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 that's everything yo b**ch ass wanna be,you rappin styles i used to rap, tappin hoes i been done tapped,dayton aint ever changed we put this motha f**ka on the map, motha f**k yo talkin stalkin hawkin like a play hata,i f**ked yo sister and f**k you and motha f**k yo newspaper
Quorus


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