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.223jerm - double dee lyrics

(squad squad squad)
(ay cj!)

[verse 1: .223jerm]
bout 4, 5 crips when we hop out the whip
bi+big ass choppa double dee’s on the tips
lil n+gga been this way ever since i was a [?]
sa+said they gonna get me but the first once hit
[?] with shipments and lows
show love to my brothers that show me street code
ca+catch me on the block b+tch i’m posted on my own
doubled up on my money why you askin for loans?
now that b+tch got owned she got dogged out
i don’t give a f+ck n+gga whatchu talk about
big .223 b+tch i’m from the d+mn south
n+gga know me when i grew up gun down
[?] on the beat b+tch i go do my dance
big body n+gga but he don’t got no stance
i don’t really give a f+ck beat his ass and his mans
all my n+gga know me cause i robbed him for his bands

(play this rеcord+ as frequently as possible)
(brr)
(ay yuh)
(oh my god look)
(yuh ay uh uh)
[verse 2: .223jerm]
b+tch i lеt my chain sw+ng right before my waist
yo b+tch can’t complain cause i always hit a face
i don’t really give a f+ck cause she give me 3rd base
and my n+ggas know me when i come up yeah his body no trace
glock 9 millimeter it go far range
n+gga know me i come up like orangutan
but [?] clips for you m+th+f+ckin monkeys
the way i do it when i shoot up the junkies
bust that
now that b+tch gone bust fast
i don’t really give a f+ck now i [?]
i just put that sh+t right on her d+mn back
n+ggas [?] for a d+mn sack
i don’t give a f+ck b+tch i need my ski mask
pop em in the shield when i pop em then i go fast
n+gga talkin sh+t so i put [?] on his whole ass
said he with the gang so i pull up with the whole clan
i don’t need a gun lil b+tch i just throw hands
chop a n+gga body up put him in a trash can

[verse 3: sadfriendd]
n+gga think he hard so i put him in a [?]
b+tch i got bombs like m+th+f+ckin [?] man
bag bag
imma turn a n+gga to a [?]
mad man
imma beat that n+gga with a [?]
b+tch i’m rockin grills all you n+ggas rockin [?]
this automatic cook a n+gga like i’m tryna make em [?]
and if he didn’t want the smoke i got the vape and the cord
this automatic pop a n+gga like a m+th+f+ckin [?]
like wait imma pop a n+gga like a pimple
that’s simple
imma put the pistol to your dimple
big f+ckin dog mike vick no pitbull
b+tch i’m slidin with a stick and it came with a kick four
and if a n+gga talkin sh+t then he gone get [?]
[?] big sh+t these bullets make a n+gga doin kickflips
misfit [?]
i got a big stick that hit that b+tch in her face
(um quick disclaimer i’m not actually a woman beater)
(alright bring it back)

[verse 4: sadfriendd]
he+he a f+ggot like that boy ate a glizzy
these hollow tips gone hit that p+ssy n+gga now he dizzy
and if a n+gga need that work then he can get it in a jiffy
yeah these n+ggas think they hard but who the f+ck these n+ggas dissing?
po+posted up with jerm cause my n+ggas never missing
but if a n+gga movin funny then that n+gga goin missing
i+i had to hide the body cause i heard that n+gga b+tching
throwin bullets at these n+ggas like i’m really good at pitching

(ayo shoutout jerm)
(shoutout saber gang)
(shoutout rvr3)
(alright i’m out)

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