Letras
You are now rockin' with the Deuce Klik
Kutt Calhoun, BG Bullet Wound, Snug Brim
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
It's goin' down, we do this here, we ain't trippin' off fame
Put us in the game, end up with a
Stupid chair so you be clearin' my lane
It's goin' down, the truth is near, Deuce Klik is my gang
Fully active through your area code like you ain't know that we bang
It's goin' down
In my hometown we don't fuck around and we turnt up
Oven mittens, I carry heat so you turkey niggas get burnt up
Beef eater, one-hundred proof, might fuck around and get murked, bruh
Water smokin', powder totin', these eighty babies gon' hurt somethin'
Deuce Klik is my gangland, got an episode on A&E
Where I live it's like Good Times but
It's hood grind 'cause we ball to eat
Thirty-ninth down to twenty-seventh
And down north got them birds cheep
Ain't talkin' chicken but it's finger lickin'
When you countin' paper from the curb seat
Sittin' home with this chopper, cocked and locked
And off of this vodka, poppin' mollywhops 'til they gotcha
Spooked and paranoid with my potnas
Got 'bout twenty grand in my pocket, damn near fifty more in my closet
Every bitch around me get naked, still can't trust a ho is my logic
'Round this black gold, keep my enemies close to me is my trap code
Told Snug Brim, "BG is scattered"
If them tails rattle, he black though
Show me state, be showin' out, lettin' niggas know that we on now
Nine-eleven flight ninety-three, so
Hope you niggas know it's goin' down
It's goin' down, we do this here, we ain't trippin' off fame
Put us in the game, end up with a
Stupid chair so you be clearin' my lane
It's goin' down, the truth is near, Deuce Klik is my gang
Fully active through your area code like you ain't know that we bang
It's goin' down, we do this here, we ain't trippin' off fame
Put us in the game, end up with a
Stupid chair so you be clearin' my lane