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We signed the dotted line now we Dulo Gang, Dulo Gang
We signed the dotted line now we Dulo Gang, Dulo Gang
We signed the dotted line now we Dulo Gang, Dulo Gang
We signed the dotted line now we Dulo Gang
And for that nigga that tried to test me
Fuck your gang, my clique bangs
Put on the stankies and clown and slang a key of cocaine
I'm coming through, watch out cause at any time I'm ready to do you
You never put in the work, you're wearing all that red or blue
Nigga don't get it confused, brothers get battered and bruised
I'll blow you out like a fuse motherfucker, so don't snooze
I had to hook up with the realest cause some be moving too slow
So now I bail hard as hell and represent Dulo
Yo Mr. Wade don't contemplate
I'm thinking my strap get out but I'm quick to blast you
Grinning and I got your head spinning as I smash right past you
I'll mash you then dash through the nearest fucking alley
From my hood to the valley, put it down for Killa Cali
Bust a right on 41st and Morgan on three wheels
Living my life like Samuel Jackson fool
When it's time to kill your wounds will never heal
I'm leaving your face fucked up like Seal
Bringing relief to the world like pain pills
How it feel? You wanna get with this
But you know you're best to reconsider
Cause in the hood it ain't gon' be no glitter, nigga
So don't go anywhere near the fucking mic I clutch
I roll through your hood and blast such and such
Trying to control Dulo's shit is a bit too much
So the chrome to your dome is what I had to touch
So don't go anywhere near the fucking mic I clutch
I roll through your hood and blast such and such
Trying to control Dulo's shit is a bit too much
So the chrome to your dome is what I had to touch
You can never fade shit we do, uh huh
When the Dulo Gang's at your doorstep consider yourself through
Like that bitch cutting tits off and cutting clits off
You couldn't see me in 3D on MTV or BET
Then you know about the stag I cause, yeah
And my sick ass OD's that'll fade your motherfucking drawers
No target practice, I'm accurate like sharp shooters
As we break in and enter like looters
Consider me the prosecutor, bam, nigga, bam
Execution styles we kick as I take a pose for this flick
And shoot it up to Pelican Bay, that's where my homie stay
For all his fucking life, I beg him to wanna grab his knife
But you know the Dulo is gon' show you love non-stop
Instead of you catching Motown, knock that shit out and hit the block
Cause you know, we know how to dodge the po-po
Hitting switches in the low-low, yelling out Dulo
So don't go anywhere near the fucking mic I clutch
I roll through your hood and blast such and such
Trying to control Dulo's shit is a bit too much
So the chrome to your dome is what I had to touch
So don't go anywhere near the fucking mic I clutch
I roll through your hood and blast such and such
Trying to control Dulo's shit is a bit too much
So the chrome to your dome is what I had to touch
So don't go anywhere near the fucking mic I clutch
I roll through your hood and blast such and such
Trying to control Dulo's shit is a bit too much
So the chrome to your dome is what I had to touch
So don't go anywhere near the fucking mic I clutch
I roll through your hood and blast such and such
Trying to control Dulo's shit is a bit too much
So the chrome to your dome is what I had to touch
We signed the dotted line now we Dulo Gang, Dulo Gang
We signed the dotted line now we Dulo Gang, Dulo Gang
Uh huh, get low baby, get low baby
Uh huh, uh huh, get low baby, get low baby
Uh huh, uh huh, get low baby, get low baby
Uh huh, uh huh, get low baby, get low baby
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
DLGC