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It's that DudeyLo nigga, man, every fuckin' track, you heard? Shot after fuckin' shot (Hardheaded, baby) Where the fuck is he going? Ah, ah, ah Come here, where you going? (Yo, Lucas, ya heard?) Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Nigga, ah, ah, ah) Stomp the yard on they block, we ran riots Nigga, why they be hiding? It be the ones that's gon' troll on the 'Gram Those be the ones that in person, they silent Boogz said he tryna go camp on their side That mean nobody leavin' alive Like what would you do for your guys? I'm the one that go out and go do shit for mines Two-two beams on the Glock, call 'em twinnies I wish I could say what we did out them renties But I can't, many men tryna get me In the Bronx, was walking with fifty Free SB, he go ku with the hammer Red tag in the wig like I'm Santa Fightin' these cases, I'm duckin' these cameras Matt caught a shot, ended up on the banner Shake your shoulders, we do it like this 40 Kal tried to run and got ricked Free the president, Leroy a spliff CBC, we the ones who do hits How I forgot about— Wait, what? Look, I said he a throwback Walk 'em down with the G, let 'em hold that Fuck this money, I just want my bro back Stomp the yard on they block, we ran riots Nigga, why they be hiding? It be the ones that's gon' troll on the 'Gram Those be the ones that in person, they silent Boogz said he tryna go camp on their side That mean nobody leavin' alive Like what would you do for your guys? I'm the one that go out and go do shit for mines Bloody Mary, that scene was so faded Lift him up off the floor like a table Doctors, only people that can save you War scars, better watch how they change you It's some shit that I been through I keep on the hush Bullets grazing his head like a brush Zero bullets, I feel like I'm Russ Started uppin' this shit in a rush Let me tell you 'bout music and what it can do Better take care of granny, niggas out here Just tryna buy candy, but on drills, I move fancy I'm the one who do drills in Amiris In the spot, we was duckin' from Nancy I got a story they soon know to— Ah, ah, ah Stomp the yard on they block, we ran riots Nigga, why they be hiding? It be the ones that's gon' troll on the 'Gram Those be the ones that in person, they silent Boogz said he tryna go camp on their side That mean nobody leavin' alive Like what would you do for your guys? I'm the one that go out and go do shit for mines Baow, where the fuck is he going? Baow, baow, baow, nigga, baow, baow, baow Baow, baow, baow, come here
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