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• Artiste: 42 Dugg
• Titre: Go Again Pt 2
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FOREVEROLLING I seen niggas drop fours and couldn't believe it Y'all was supposed to been dead, y'all overachievin' You heard of Brick Squad? Well, nigga, it's the blitz squad And every time I hear, "Hike," I yell, "Blitz' five" Blick 'em down, kill 'em now, yeah, we still in town Each Hit up Smurk now for a Perc' now, bitch, it's a ten a round I'll kill 'em now, spill a five, this how shit get fried Bitch Oh, you was outside lurkin'? Niggas still be lyin' He ain't dead, but we tried (Bitch) All that runnin', I'm tired Fuck on Bitch, you die, I'ma laugh Yeah Still on Hayes with the guy Free the boys Catch you slippin', I'm slidin', tell me I'm good at rappin' Y'all good at hidin', nigga, come out and get active My chopper shoot backwards Bitch My bitches get pampered Bitch You probably didn't have her, doggie, she callin' me "Daddy" Three-fifty, that's Pattie Yeah Five hundred, that's Rick Yeah Two-fifty, that's Skelly, niggas so tired of my shit Bitch Jeweler so tired of my bitch, bust down both of her wrists Bust down both of my kids, I'm havin' fun with this shit I should just run on this bitch, no hook, cuz And if I pass her, I ain't like her, that's a no-look, duh Bitch, I'm geeked off drugs, get your freaked out cousin I'm the reason y'all buzzin', how the fuck y'all don't love me? In the O, I'm with Chubby, in New York, I'm with Sup In the A, I'm with Wham, bitch, in the Chi', I'm with Zook Nigga flinch, I'ma shoot Baow Chin up and raise your motherfuckin' hand if you been up And when it come to a trick, I don't like to spend much Bitch be all on my dick, ho, you should let my mans fuck Hundred thousand Ram truck, this a T-R And both the baddest bitches I know is from the D.R. And if they ask who the richest, nigga, we are Remember bein' on Roxbury with T.R., with C.C. and App Three Gs with cap, four thousand with tax Might buy it and never wear it, freak bitches, I'm sharin' Fuck wrong with Aaron? Niggas be out here playin' I'ma opp your mans, Reece, these niggas crazy Reece, these niggas is hatin', Reece, these niggas fakin' Reece, these niggas playin' how I never'll play It's time to go again If I catch a nigga lackin', I'ma score again She just was playin' wifey, now look at her, ho again Quit tryna tell me that I'm big, I'm finna blow again I'm off a four of red It's time to go again Don't call me lookin' for no brick 'cause I might know a friend And way before I blew a M, bitch, I was blowin' N's And way before I met lil' Tim, I been on takin' shit Don't tell me that it's up, nigga, that'll get you thumped, nigga Still catchin' contacts in the track, Sprite dirty, that's Act Just bought my third penthouse and my third mansion When they was buyin' Jacob's, Doggie, was goin' to practice When they bussin' G-SHOCKs, Doggie was bussin' Pateks Momma keep throwin' fits, I get it, girlie, you miss her Daddy still doin' a bid, I need you, nigga, you trippin' Put it up if it's a Richard, this one for the slums Who can help me move a chicken? Bitch, I'm on the run Three watches, that's like a ticket, all big dawgs Raise your hand if you could still turn a brick soft You want attention, baby? I'm from the trenches, baby, get up 500 in rose what it take to keep my chin up Cashmere on the hoodie, $4000 from Christian Yeah, girlie was cool, doggie got too many bitches I'm the key to the city, just ask the niggas with me Everybody got money and cars, a lot of tension Everybody was beatin' them charges, a lot was snitchin' I'm lawyerin', I'm consistent, evolved and keepin' my distance Run it up to the ceilin', stayin' out of my feelings Money still over bitches, fuckin' still over kissin' My Track still on them 6s, sit back, nigga, and listen If they ask, I'm official, bitch In my bag, I'm offended, it's been that way since my sentence No co-defendant or witness, I took that shit on the chin, chin Slidin' on the 6 in a Benz Deep dish rims, freak bitch and her friends Been tryin' to score again, it's time to tour again Bring mine in a Benz, rubber band by tens Vacuum seal like za's, stuff 'em, that's for the sides Fuck 'em that's for the 5's, free mines It's time to go again If I catch a nigga lackin', I'ma score again She just was playin' wifey, now look at her, ho again Quit tryna tell me that I'm big, I'm finna blow again I'm off a four of red It's time to go again Don't call me lookin' for no brick 'cause I might know a friend And way before I blew a M, bitch, I was blowin' N's And way before I met lil' Tim, I been on takin' shit Don't tell me that it's up, nigga, that'll get you thumped, nigga