| Come on Nose Ave, he gon' shoot it
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| Course I got my gun, crazy ass
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| Hahaha
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| Honorable C.N.O.T.E
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| Yeah, that’s for all the opps, haha
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| Why that nigga ridin' through my block like he from here?
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| Never seen your whip on the strip, you can’t come here (Nose Ave)
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| Since he got the stick, pull up on his bitch, get stuck here
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| Gonna shoot the clip, have a sleepover, get slumped here
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| Grew up in them trenches, pussy niggas never was there (Nah, for real)
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| 12 years old, beating niggas up for bus fare (Nah, for real)
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| Me and my mom was broke, bitch, I barely had no lunch fare
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| Now I’m sharing all my thots with the opps, they gon' cuff there (Oh, really?)
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| I don’t trust nobody, it’s just me and my gun
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| My J robbin' everybody so I call him my son
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| If it’s up there, it’s stuck there, it is what it was
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| I go to war with hundred rounds, you go to war with your tongue, pussy
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| Drop, walk down, meant every word that I said (No cap)
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| Slide the door back, hop out, walk down out the minivan (Skrrt)
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| Go and weigh a whole hundred bands, bitch, I really can
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| Never been a groupie, but in Fendi, I’m they biggest fan (Oh, really?)
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| Call up Lil Wiz, he with the Uzi
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| Come on Nose Ave, he gon' shoot him (Nose Ave)
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| Menace to society, my life a movie (Doe Beezy)
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| I love my ho, I love my pole, you think I’m choosin'?
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| Shit, that four-oh
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| 'Cause if I go broke, I know she won’t be there no more (Nah, for real)
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| I don’t need my gang to hype me up, I pull up solo (Gang)
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| You can ask the opps, they hit my line, I pulled up dolo (Facts)
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| Paid my youngin for a body, he just made me send a photo
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| And he gon' find out the info
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| Fucked your bitch, she broke your heart, you should’ve let that shit go (Pussy)
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| Asked me why I’m savage, had to tell the bitch I’m rich, ho (Doe Beezy)
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| Whole time I was plottin' on your ex, it’s time to kick door
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| Fuck shit, I never mind that
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| Sign to Rubber Band Murder Gang, it’s murders on your contract (Gang)
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| Paramedics, they can’t bring him back, left the line flat
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| Chopper on my lap, that bitch hit like Mortal Kombat
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| Bitch, I got that MAC again, bitch, I’m back again (Doe Beezy)
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| I be beggin' Future, told him let me rob his rappin' friends (Freebandz)
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| If I hit the right play, I’d probably never rap again (Nah, for real)
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| I ain’t good with arguin', play with me, bitch, we won’t chat again
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| Can’t no thottie claim me, can’t no nigga play me
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| Temperamental, don’t know what I might do when I get angry
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| All I wanted to do was rob niggas, money saved me (Facts)
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| Philly played me, leave him in his drawers like DaBaby (Oh, really?)
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| Got my GED in prison, nigga, I’m a dropout (I'm a dropout)
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| Go back to my city, post a flyer, opps don’t pop out (Facts)
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| See Doe Beezy in the building, know we brought them Glocks out
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| We don’t fuck with snitches, we gon' go to trial, a cop out (Gang)
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| Rubber Band Money Gang shit (Rubber Band Money Gang)
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| We ain’t with that lame shit (Gang, gang gang)
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| Pull up, we gon' spray shit
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| (Doe Beezy)
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| Say gang shit
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| Gang shit, nigga
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| Say gang shit, nigga
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| Gang shit, nigga
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| Gang
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| Say baby shark, bitch
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| Doo-doo-doo-doo
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| Baby shark, doo-doo-doo-doo
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| Hahah
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| On God, bitch, my nephew harder than all you bitch ass niggas
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| Fuck is you talkin' 'bout bitch?
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| Rubber Band Check Gang, bitch
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| You dig what the fuck goin' on
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| Pussy ass niggas
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| Rubber Band Money Gang
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| Bah-bah-bah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Baby Shark , by - Doe Boy. Song from the album 4 Piece, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп