Newspaper lyrics

Artist  : Dayton Family 
Song : Newspaper



 Send "Newspaper" Ringtone to your Cell 

 talking:

hey bob, yes tom, guess what i just fucking heard
man, whats that, dayton familys tape there fucking
talking about us man and our momma's too,ohh yea
well i got something for those fucks im'a talk
about there momma's there daddy's and there whole
fucking family there gonna wish they never said
shit about the news paper HAHAHA.



shoestringrapping:

Thats 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 shit we 4
deep in the grand prix, system wanna band
me,Harlem Green cant 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 fucka's
badge busta's ya'll aint had me,send the shots out
to the journal white bitch's i dont sleep with ya,
Motha fuck your story still cuz Shoestring rules
the media,Hatdcore say no more fuck you and your
newspaper momma should have fought you and told
you not to fuck a playa,Im talking bout the black
race you bitches aint shit but bad look, should be
trying to help a nigga instead you fuckin his name
up, sayin what ya wanna and ya gonna cuz you
richa, so im'a get'ya lying ass cuz you paint
your own picture, who you think you talking to
quit fucking with dayton avenue we aint fearin
shit bitches not even the boys in blue,Journal
since you know so much theres no reason theres 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, bitchs J
i said that, These motha fuckin nigga's from these
hoods want they corners back,copp'as like to lie
and scheme popo's aint shit but feans, when it
comes to fucking up another motha fucka's
dreams,boomin ready fuck 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 bitch now she done gave the
fed's yo brick, yo mouth is bigga than the motha
fuckin aligator so fuck so system and motha fuck
yo newspaper



[quorus]Girl singing:

this shit that you doooo, the shit that you
sayyyyyy, wont fuck with my mind wont fuck up my
dayyy, you keep talking shit while you catchin
newpapers, so motha fuck what you thought and
motha fuck yo newspaper



Bootleg rapping:

Get yo mind off Ira's business maybe you can find
you some, though bootleg wasnt comin back i bet
you bitchs feelin dumb,makin nigga's numb cuz
when i come i come like horny men, fuckin for the
first time and aint never gonna get no ass again,
hoes all in my thunderbird and the bitch dont
even know my flavor, talkin bout my federal case
bring gossip with your friends and
neighbors,bitch im to legit to quit, breakin hoes
and niggas off you want my clict to go cuz we make
you clict look weak and soft,you niggas piss me
off you know my buisness like you know yo kids,
all up in the club talking bout some shit you
heard that Ira did,bitch 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,bitch 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
bitchs think, what these bitchs think didnt 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 thats everything yo
bitch ass wanna be,you rappin styles i used to
rap, tappin hoes i been done tapped,dayton aint
ever changed we put this motha fucka on the map,
motha fuck yo talkin stalkin hawkin like a play
hata,i fucked yo sister and fuck you and motha
fuck yo newspaper

quorus