| (Pour up
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| NeilOnDaTrack
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| Purpp come from overseas
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| Bounty hunter, head on, he’s a gangster
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| He been thuggin' tryna keep his head on)
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| Bad bitch textin' his phone while he’s smokin' doja
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| He thuggin' tryna keep his head on (Head on)
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| Paranoid he full of doja
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| Play, gon' get your head blown (Head blown)
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| Mornin' 'fore court, this nigga woke up smokin' outta pound of strong
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| Hop out the drop, I told 'em light the way
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| Uh, wit' a dirty K, yeah
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| I came through drippin' in another chain, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Pull up smokin' on threat, these niggas be lame as lame (They lame as lame, go!)
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| Bangin' 4K Trey, these niggas can’t hang wit' the gang
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| Oh no, buy her pain, nigga pourin' up fours
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| Servin' heroine, same color the roof (The roof)
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| Did what I think, I ain’t never go wrong (No)
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| Young nigga came up, overseas for the clothes
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| Strapped down wit' a pole for a nigga want smoke (Smoke)
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| Ridin' 'round, tryna slide, smoke a whole lotta dope (Yeah)
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| Ridin' 'round on a tint, see 12, get low
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| Nigga know I don’t crip but I see blue notes
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| Speakin' no sense, I ain’t got no mind
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| I’ma let a nigga know bitch, yeah (Bitch)
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| Pull up turnin' up wit' three
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| Nigga play, I’ma hit 'em wit' the pole bitch, yeah (Boom, boom, bow)
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| Chanel boots came white so a nigga bought a shit red, big 38 (38)
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| When I up wit' the Glock
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| Blow his top and it’s off wit' his head (Off wit' that nigga)
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| Bad bitch textin' his phone while he’s smokin' doja
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| He thuggin' tryna keep his head on (Head on)
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| Paranoid he full of doja
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| Play, gon' get your head blown (Head blown)
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| Mornin' 'fore court, this nigga woke up smokin' outta pound of strong
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| Hop out the drop, I told 'em light the way
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| Uh, wit' a dirty K, yeah
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| I came through drippin' in another chain, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Pull up smokin' on threat, these niggas be lame as lame (They lame as lame, go!)
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| Bangin' 4K Trey, these niggas can’t hang wit' the gang
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| Broke ass nigga can’t hang wit' the gang (No)
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| Weak ass hoe don’t speak on my name
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| All day smoke dope, nigga straight propane
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| Massacre, errybody gettin' slayed
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| Don’t love no nigga who’s locked in them chains
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| You a real deal Slime then forever you bang
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| Better shoot a nigga dead in his face
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| We don’t care 'bout no case
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| We ain’t never been tamed (Buck, buck, buck)
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| What the fuck?
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| Bitch!
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| Hahaha, I’m loaded then a motherfucker
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| Aye, though
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| Bitch when one of us locked up, don’t forget, ayy
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| All us ain’t locked up
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| Ya heard me?
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| Forever we bang, ya heard me? |
| We ain’t never been tamed
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| Yeah, we gon' be forever slangin' iron
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| NBA 4K Trey
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| Ya heard me? |
| Ain’t nobody safe, who gon' die today, bitch?
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| Yeah, shoot you clean in your face
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| Hop out the drop, I told 'em light the way
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| Uh, wit' a dirty K, yeah
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| I came through drippin' in another chain, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Pull up smokin' on threat, these niggas be lame as lame (They lame as lame, go!)
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| Bangin' 4K Trey, these niggas can’t hang wit' the gang |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dope Lamp , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album Realer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп