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dcg brothers - catch yo mans lyrics

[intro]
new opp in the cut, he gon’ shoot you

[bridge]
f+ck that b+tch, we’ll k!ll that b+tch
f+ck you talk in’ ’bout
on my grandma grandma
aight look

[chorus: dcg bsavv]
woooo
we racin’ like who gon’ k!ll him first
lil’ n+gga come raise your hand
that n+ggas a b+tch
that n+gga you sleep wit’ a b+tch

i keep on spinnin’, til’ i get hot
like f+ck it, i’m catchin’ a ten
b+tch, i lied
i ain’t leavin off you n+gga’s block, until i come catch yo mans
uhh b+tch, come catch yo mans
we ridin’ off ? for three hot fans
n+gga come catch yo mans
we’ll pull up now, come test this jam
b+tch come catch yo mans
n+gga f+ck yo friends, we’ll k!ll yo friends
n+gga f+ck yo b+tch, we’ll k!ll yo b+tch

[bridge]
aight look

[verse 1: dcg shun]
ion know who n+ggas be talkin’ to
cuz they ain’t talking to me
n+gga pushed on the side of his ride
and gave him that ice
this n+gga like parking, no streets
it get hot whenever we shine
that’s why n+ggas prolly don’t like walking to heat
yo broke ass ain’t got a bag
can’t get off yo ass
and can’t get up on yo feet
n+ggas be sellin’ the sauce
tryna walk like me
tryna talk like me
n+ggas come, put the house on me
if you wanna hit b
then you should know, talk ain’t cheap
n+ggas be outta they mind
they gotta be high
if they thinkin’ they raw like me
we put his dumbass in the ground
and told him “get up”
and the n+gga ain’t talking to me
[chorus: dcg bsavv]
woooo
we racin’ like who gon’ k!ll him first
lil’ n+gga come raise your hand
that n+ggas a b+tch
that n+gga you sleep wit’ a b+tch
like, how could you trust that n+gga to raise a man?
i keep on spinnin’, til’ i get hot
like f+ck it, i’m catchin’ a ten
b+tch, i lied
i ain’t leavin off you n+gga’s block, until i come catch yo mans
uhh b+tch, come catch yo mans
we ridin’ off ? for three hot fans
n+gga come catch yo mans
we’ll pull up now, come test this jam
b+tch come catch yo mans
n+gga f+ck yo friends, we’ll k!ll yo friends
n+gga f+ck yo b+tch, we’ll k!ll yo b+tch
n+gga f+ck yo car, we’ll steal yo whip
p+ssy

[verse 2]
i’m really advanced
they gave me a hunnit
i turned it to three hundred bands
i f+ck that sh+t off my mans
i bought some dracos
i’m coming for 300 m’s
scat pack charger i chased this dodger
choppy gon’ knockout a trend
my homie got so many bodies
the devil been callin’ my hood
tryna get my advances
n+gga you a beat up who?
n+ggas better off tryna beat off the flu
if i post it, lil n+gga it’s mine
watch me grind
why the f+ck would i lie for a view?
she ain’t come home
sh+t, to my condo, loft, and a big ass room
these n+ggas ain’t got no right
i get sh+t fixed
whenever i ? through twos
n+gga
[chorus]
woooo
we racin’ like who gon’ k!ll him first
lil’ n+gga come raise your hand
that n+ggas a b+tch
that n+gga you sleep wit’ a b+tch
like, how could you trust that n+gga to raise a man?
i keep on spinnin’, til’ i get hot
like f+ck it, i’m catchin’ a ten
b+tch, i lied
i ain’t leavin off you n+gga’s block, ’til i come catch yo mans
uhh b+tch, come catch yo mans
we ridin’ off ? for three hot fans
n+gga come catch yo mans
we’ll pull up now, come test this jam
b+tch come catch yo mans
n+gga f+ck yo friends, we’ll k!ll yo friends
n+gga f+ck yo b+tch, we’ll k!ll yo b+tch
n+gga f+ck yo car, we’ll steal yo whip
p+ssy

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