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DopeBoy DQ
DopeBoy DQ
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Yo, listen, on your sides, everybody duckin' (Bosh) My sides, everybody dumpin' LNCK niggas ain't nothin' (nah they not) I saw the fours, broad day start bussin (grah grah) Grah, grah, fill the gun, I stuff it (stuff) Let it off if you think I'm bluffin Two, three shots have niggas runnin' Like, have them niggas cuttin' (where you goin?, where you goin?) Who's that at the door? (Haa, at the door) If it's opps, be ready to throw (Bosh) Blicked up, if I link a hoe and she tryna line me Leave her on the, what? (What?) Leave her on the floor You best give me the drop or the dough (the drop) We gettin' money, but we need some more (No bap) And niggas keep tryna diss on my dogs But how many niggas got sent to the stars? (Gleesh) Smokin' Glee, put me up on Mars (Gleesh) Thinkin' bout times I beat it out the, what? (Bosh) Beat it out the car (Bup) Or hop out, have him runnin' far and free all my niggas locked behind bars (Runnin, free da guys) Ten toes on the range, tryna spar (tryna box?) Ten toes on the range with the yokes He gettin' sliced and he gettin' poked Ask around, they know I'm the GOAT And she on her knees, put it in her, what? Put it in her throat 43X, it fit on my coat They ridin' the wave, some like a boat (what?) But yo, on your sides, everybody duckin' My sides, everybody dumpin LNCK niggas ain't nothin' (fuck dem) I sawthe 4s broad day start bussin' (fuck da fours) Grah, grah fill the gun i stuff it Let it off if you think I'm bluffin Two, three shots, have niggas runnin' Like, had them niggas cuttin' (bup bup bup bosh) And if you link with the opps, it's up, like, leave that shit stuck (Haa) On road, better have your gun Cause right now, anything get bun (get bun) Can't link for the clubs and the fun Won't chase no bitch, chase a opp with a gun (run dat) Chase a opp with a gun, like, watch that skin get bun (bosh bosh bosh) You have to put the fives before you put the fours Always put the five before you put a four, remember that And it's a whole lot of grains on the floor, we deadin that Free the risk takers and the pack makers SK gang Bosh Bosh Bosh Bosh Bosh
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