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niggas
Bad belle people want pull trigger
But my God is bigger
So don't try, or even bother
Ah, ah, ish
No time for diss
If your aza die and my money die

Bitch please
You ain't gonna act like your shits hard
Please
All your little acts we just diss hard
We don't think you have what it takes boy
Music

made a diss song
And he got spent on
He made a diss for what
Hit that lil hoe from the back
And she throw it back
I might put my thumb
In her butt
She

me if I give a fuck about a diss, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yuh, ayy

[Chorus]
Ask

First you smile than you shake their hand 



You show them respect but you don’t diss them 



1, 2, 3 I’ll teach you responsibility 



Cuz you didn’t

Better

I know I’m better without you
You think I’m too good to diss you
You think i wouldn’t replace you
Call another girl my boo
I’m tryna tell you

spit
I ain't worried bout no nigga, ain't gotta diss I'm just tryna make songs, make a million hits
I rather be wealthy than bein' rich Just hung with

on the bench
Why you sneak round with your friends
You diss me you dissing yourself
Cause ain't no kids around on the block
By 13 we grown enough
I Break the law

to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell

level
You can get stomped by the rebel
They put my head on a swivel
These 223's will not not miss you
Please tell me what is the issue
I won't even diss

Fight Until the End

Immortal

Sabacolypse: A Change Gon' Come

2004

system that tries to diss us,
tries to hurt us, and tries to kill us.
We don't win, we fight again.
We gwon fight until the end, until the end,
We

Motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show

Real Muthaphuckkin G's

Eazy-E

It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa

1993

Motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show

Talking bout these hundreds need the money right away
Cause my momma need a brand new crib by the day
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
My

Some manors don’t like me
'Cause I say I’m the king of grime
So time after time I show man
I will never let no man diss the programme
Over and over

Tired of Being Stepped On

The Click

Down and Dirty

1994

Mack D-Shot, brought up by the middle class 
I did time for crime 'cause I was living ass 
I spent two on the lockdown in Preston 
To hire me is

a chance to show I want it, that's what's up

The culture is fading, it's not carried on by the people who made it
The culture is fading, the culture is

Fuck what niggas saying boy I keep it on me
Got it by myself I don't need no army
Knowing niggas plottin', yeah they tryna harm me
I keep it on me,

I be in my feelings when I wake up every hoe used to diss me 
Fuck her good pull off her lacefront
By the ocean look out window view might buy

A'yee
A'yee
A'yee
A'yee
Come on
A'yee let's get it on
Rest in peace gang
For you Ima roll one
Better not diss on his name cause you know that we

Im in O'ahu I'm out here with Mellow, ayy let me hit that, ayy, let me hit that, said
You want smoke, I don't got time for the diss tracks, yeah, my

He said that uh, you keep posting him you gon' make him blow up
Does that worry you at all? Like you blowing these other artists up by going back

Oh shit
Yo yo yo, what's up
Hey bro, guess what
Yo yo

This bitch just stole their fucking diss
Oh, you're f- you're serious?
Yeah bro, I'll send it

Lyrics

Skepta

Konnichiwa

2016

got murked last week
Couldn't even get a rewind, that's peak
Couldn't get out your punchlines on time
Now you wanna diss me? Oh blud, what a cheek