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CHII WVTTZ, C Blu, Set Da Trend & Dougie B
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Haha, it's Shomii on the beat, you already know how we rockin', man
Better not run 'cause he totin' his pole
Catchin' shots, it was shots, how the fuck it ain't go?
Bullets they hit up his face and his throat
Bad bitch in the cut and she givin' me throat
Bet you I'm leavin' a thottie too soaked
Hollows they hit him and rip through his coat
Leg shot gang but we ain't for the throw
His mans kept runnin' out, I only let two
Like, fuck that nigga, I spin, don't aim
For the chest, nigga, aim for the chin
That nigga got hit, got a permanent limp
Reese, he in order for kids
My niggas they ridin', my niggas they ready to spin
Reese, he'll hop out, but my niggas they
Buggin', they ready to throw about ten
That nigga pussy, he copped a new chop
That shit collect dust, that nigga ain't spin
We catch a opp broad day, now that nigga
Runnin', he stupid, he better not trip
Kay-Kay, he buggin', he hop out the V, start
Throwin' these bullets, he'll have to disrib
Dougie the Makk, stop talkin', no rappin', he's
Caught, these niggas they know where we live
Bullets start flyin', don't care who the party
Outside, like, hollows, they make him do flips
Gang, gang-gang-gang, like, nigga, he pussy, he 'Riq
Dougz got my gun on my side, he thinkin'
We lackin', told Swervo to pass me the blick
Reese been a well one shot, tell Brix, "
Stop lyin', you really not bendin' and shit"
Sha Gz pussy, he bendin' and shit
Lil' Coo and Young Niggas names out the whip
I got a chop, and you know I ain't passin'
Run up on me and I'm lettin' you have it
Two-three shots, turn a nigga to a has-been
You nasty, don't spin, like, stop all the cappin'
Got beat in the cap, we ran up, what's crackin'?
Fuck Money Matt, got poked by a fat head
Y'all ain't spin for your mans
Y'all need to stop rappin' (Like, boom)
Y'all ain't spin for your mans, y'all need to stop rappin'
Niggas know who the best, it ain't nothin' for the base
Shoulda seen Yogi face when I upped it and sprayed
Nigga lucky a champ
Me and Naz on court like we did it again
Been out for a K, I ain't smokin' ya mans
Blitz, yeah, he ran
Put faith in Lil' Naz, now he totin' the tan
For Matty, I'm uppin', put niggas on shirts
Smokin' the Dummy, know he got it worse
Smokin' the A, shootin' niggas for fun
Don't think that I'm lackin', EJ got the gun
Still smokin' them dead niggas by the ton
I never got hit by a bus, is you dumb?
This .40 I got got unlimited drums
Try to spin on my side, OJ Beley, you done
New opp, it's a R.I.P. baby
Old opps, we still smokin' on Shady
It's a good day, we gon' beat on his baby
Throw up MB and just watch how they hate me
Baddie, she bangin' like Cardi
Baby, get muddy, we don't do Bacardi
DOA be the gang
GBG, EBK, Boomin for Blay
Internet dissin', these niggas be snakes
Bitches be treeshin' and fiendin' to quake
In the 5 City, this my adrenaline rush
Don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm lettin' it dump
They be like, "Dougz, you be doin' too much"
Baby clickin' too much, it's a demon in us
Like, hold on, but enough is enough
Get on the beat, yeah, I'm fuckin' it up
Been in the field, this shit never was fun
I get so much attention, I walk with a gun