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Blah, blah, blah, blah, this nigga chattin'
Alright, brother
I don't wanna hear none of that, brother
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
What, nigga?
What? What, nigga?
Like, grrah, it's that Dudeylo nigga, man
Every fuckin' track, you heard?
Grrah, shot after fuckin' shot
Like, how many times they gon'—
(Yo IV, doin' magic)
How many times they gon' run? (Grrah)
Like, grrah
Ah
Like, why they keep sayin' my names in they songs?
Ah, Lee, Gaddy gone
And y'all know what I did, so don't tell me I'm wrong
And they don't wanna link, so we go to they door
Spot an opp, best believe I'mma flock 'em
Like, Lil Alley a bitch, niggas hopped him
Like, Day Day hop out with the— tryna drop 'em
AJ hop out with the— tryna rock 'em
Like a baby
Nigga think that I'm goin', he gotta be crazy
It's onе in the top and shit got no safety
He a top opp, so I gotta gеt wavy (Grrah)
Spot an opp, get to blowin' him down
Free Banga, he was skippin' the town
Ah, 48 him, he thought I was Hound
Shot after shot, made 'em fall on the ground
Blay, Rippy, Nazzy, dead
Ha, hop out, who fled?
Like, there's like two I can name off the head
Sha Gz, Dougie, shot in they leg
Forgot about Yus
C Blu, I forgot about you
All of them victims, got shot
But still dissin' my mans in the stu, how?
Nigga born to take trips to the opps just for fun
Like, Lay, Bobby done
Gotta get up close so there's nowhere to run, like
Dummy a dummy, he dumber than dumb
We see him in person, he runnin', he runnin'
I don't care I got beef with my cousin
That's my buzzin', you know I still love him
When I see him, you know that I'm-
Damo a bitch, nigga fast like Flash
He thought he was cool, then we got on his ass (Damo, Damo)
If I called Roscoe to turn on the gas
Like, oh my god, why he lack in that cab?
Ain't it sad, like, what happened to Rah Rah?
Ain't it sad, what happened to Dah Dah?
2 dead niggas that lacked
And both of them niggas went bye-bye (ahh)
Like, why they keep sayin' my names in they songs?
Ah, Lee, Gaddy, gone
And y'all know what I did, so don't tell me I'm wrong
And they don't wanna link, so we go to they door
Spot an opp, best believe I'mma flock 'em
Like, Lil Alley a bitch, niggas hopped 'em
Like, Day Day hop out with the—, tryna drop 'em
AJ hop out with the—, tryna rock 'em
Like a baby, nigga (bow bow bow bow bow)
He a fuckin' baby (where you goin'? Where you goin'?)
(Where you goin'?)
Where the fuck is you goin', nigga?
There's nowhere to run
(It's that Dudeylo nigga, man, every fuckin' track)
(Baow)