Diplomats

Diplomats - Purple City Byrd Gang lyrics

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[Shiest Bub]

Yo it's Shiest Bub yea you know I'm a veteran

10th grade I was a VARSITY letterman

Introduced to crack, Now we headed to Maryland

Feinds knockin' at the door, Go ahead nigga let 'em in

Yea we poppin', Cop 4 ki's when the cheddars in

Niggaz I ain't worryin, send shots an they scurryin'

These actions we Hurried 'em bastards we burried 'em

In the belly the beast it's Shiest the barbarian



[HOOK]

Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang (EASTSIDE)

Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang (WOOP WOOP)

Dipset that Purple City Byrd Gang (WE RIDE THE 5)

Hardbody That Purple City Byrd Gang (EASTSIDE)

Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang (WOOP WOOP)

Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang (DIPSET)

Dipset that Purple City Byrd Gang (EASTSIDE)

Hardbody That Purple City Byrd Gang



[Un-Kasa]

Catch me O.t. maybach wit' a bitch

2 macks strapped to the lips Now rapidly spit

2 bad brazilian bitches wrappin' my spliffs

2 Byrds strapped to they hip Purple seats lavender 6

Hundred' thou' just to wrap up the wrist

Nod you head cash in your whip

Got the crack stash in the van

Yo them macks I got them stashed in the trench

Empty clips 2 when I'm havin a fit

2 guns I ain't havin' that shit

Diplomat purple city better honor that shit

It's on my arm wit' that shit

For your moms, put a bomb in her whip

They be wonderin', where the car and her went On some arsenal shit

Jim Jones is the capo of this

You up next my nigga just let those cartridges spit



(BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT)

Yea nigga you know whats gonna happen

when I pull up and pull out all your gonna hear is WORD TO THE 5



[HOOK]



[Jim Jones]

You fuckers Now knock it off the drama then pop it off (say word)

I cop shotties the noses I chop 'em off (BDDDDAAT)

I'm hard body lord knows I got the floss (Blingin)

The big body you know the top come off (WOW)

Now be advised (yea)

We be them guys (UH OH)

Hundred' g's on the ride Gun on me when I drive (PURPLE CITY)

Gun on me when I ride (WHO WANT IT)

Cause' that envy jelly the street niggaz get delt on the street

Shout out to melly and zeek (YEA)

Just get ya' health and just creep

It ain't tellin' me peace, I'm bout to melt 'em with heat (BOOM BOOM)

Thats for them ice cream niggaz (UH OH)

Pull up with the a-k an lite them cream niggaz (BABOOW)

Yea its word to the byrd its jones on a roll

It's the chrome to your soul let 'em blow there they go (THERE THEY GO)

Thats word to the Byrd thats to the Byrd Gang

Its Purple City in this bitch you heard man



[HOOK]

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