| Any these niggas play games, we slaughter
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| Pop, pop, pop
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| This nigga, big 23 shit, bitch, oh
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| Key Guapo
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| Do whatever the fuck I want to
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| You niggas play games, we slump you
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Do whatever the fuck I want to
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| You niggas play games, we slump you
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Don’t play, I don’t tolerate ho shit
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| Still with the same guns that we post with
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| Southside, nigga, I’m on that 4 shit
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| They be quick to speak on me, don’t know shit
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| Still fuck with styrofoam, no, I did not quit
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| Same niggas I stood on the block with
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| Don’t fuck with him, he on some opp shit
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| And he can’t come around if he don’t cop shit
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| Mopstick, hot shit, pull up and drop shit
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| My young niggas like to go rob shit
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| Fuck the police 'cause you know they can’t stop shit
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| Tell them bitches to get up off my dick
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| Can’t pick up my line 'cause I’m tryna get money
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| Bitch, don’t say I been actin' funny
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| When you get the bag 'fore me, didn’t call my number
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| Like bet, where you at? |
| Yeah, I’m comin'
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| They know how I’m comin'
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| Every day, to that check, I be runnin'
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| Fuck on his bitch, put the dick in her stomach
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| Give her back, you should go get your woman
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| Came from the bottom, they know who the dumbest
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| That young nigga shit, damn, I used to have nothin'
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| But now shit bad when I pull up in public
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| Shots in my reef, this stick take a hundred
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| Do whatever the fuck I want to
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| You niggas play games, we slump you
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Do whatever the fuck I want to
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| You niggas play games, we slump you
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Who dat, who dat? |
| Opposition never shoot back
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| Gucci crew neck, Balenciagas, call me two stacks
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| And your crew fast, niggas know who to shoot at
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| Pop two X, and I’m slidin' 'round with two Gats
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| One FN that be shootin' like two MACs
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| A lot of bitch niggas really know who to shoot at
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| Slide up, war time, put your gas up
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| And that .45 racks up
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| Drug head and he half fucks
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| Same niggas that he call his brothers, his squad
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| Same niggas gon' line him up
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| Hunnid thou' on these diamonds
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| Fucked his bitch, she was none months
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| Let a nigga come touch mine
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| Then he know his time up
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| Yeah, we gon' do what we want to
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| Smoke on the opp and the front
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| Put a hunnid bands on his head, then he gotta move smart
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| One false move, then he’s dead
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| Opp hoes all in my DM, act like I don’t see 'em
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| Ho tryna give me head
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| A lotta niggas actin' like they was just gang gang, shit
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| And they wanna see us dead
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| Do whatever the fuck I want to
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| You niggas play games, we slump you
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Do whatever the fuck I want to
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| You niggas play games, we slump you
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| Bitch, you say you dumb, I’m dumb too
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| I’m dumb too
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| Ayy, ayy
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| I’m dumb too
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| Ooh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dum Remix , by - JayDaYoungan. Song from the album Misunderstood, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп