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dcg brothers - wyo lyrics

[chorus: pgf nuk]
what typa’ sh+t you on, buddy?
on lil’ moe, why you askin’ for this lo’ like you tryna’ back door?
what typa’ sh+t you on, shorty? you tryna’ die?
why you steady mention foe’nem, why you tweakin’ and you high?
you know what typa’ time i’m on, i’ll buss’ a n+gga dome
you know what typa’ time i’m on, i’ll pay to get you gone
hit his head like a cone, 5.56’s break through bones
this sh+t’ll change yo’ skin tone, man, you know what time i’m on

[verse 1: dcg shun]
what typa’ snitch you is? n+ggas whole witness
shoot at a n+gga, now he go viral, i feel like cole lyrical
n+ggas chasin’ famous hoes, them my old b+tches
my sh+t say glock on the back, my n+gga, we got them old switches
n+ggas say they gone’ do what? shoot what?
f+ck all the opps, give they ass the flu+flux
you saw my hood, give nuk the new glock
sh+t gеttin’ borin’, i need some new opps
uh, my shorty’nem slidе out t+tops
before i was rich, k!ll his ass in reeboks
n+ggas be hoes, i’m sayin’ what you [?]
new opp dyin’, i’m buyin a [?]
[chorus: pgf nuk]
what typa’ sh+t you on, buddy?
on lil’ moe, why you askin’ for this lo’ like you tryna’ back door?
what typa’ sh+t you on, shorty? you tryna’ die?
why you steady mention foe’nem, why you tweakin’ and you high?
you know what typa’ time i’m on, i’ll buss’ a n+gga dome
you know what typa’ time i’m on, i’ll pay to get you gone
hit his head like a cone, 5.56’s break through bones
this sh+t’ll change yo’ skin tone, man, you know what time i’m on

[verse 2: dcg bsavv]
you know what time i’m on, uh, look, we take n+ggas [?]
i’m back in the ‘raq with all my n+ggas where we hit n+ggas domes
i hate when hoes play on my phone
we blocked ’em down and take that loan
we shoot sh+t up, i’m right or wrong
my opps be gangsta’s through microphones
rap cap, b+tches be takin’ long
that snitchin’ sh+t i don’t condone
we hit sh+t up and sleep at home
i’m waitin’ on a n+gga to leave his home
uh, he thinkin’ i left the chrome
i walk in this b+tch smokin’ death alone
we still take sh+t, know what time i’m on
got a real big bag, give the opps a loan
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[chorus: pgf nuk]
what typa’ sh+t you on, buddy?
on lil’ moe, why you askin’ for this lo’ like you tryna’ back door?
what typa’ sh+t you on, shorty? you tryna’ die?
why you steady mention foe’nem, why you tweakin’ and you high?
you know what typa’ time i’m on, i’ll buss’ a n+gga dome
you know what typa’ time i’m on, i’ll pay to get you gone
hit his head like a cone, 5.56’s break through bones
this sh+t’ll change yo’ skin tone, man, you know what time i’m on

[verse 3: pgf nuk]
what type of glock you got, nuk?
this a whole switch
wet up the party, spray that b+tch and get ’em all drenched
n+gga, f+ck yo’ startin’ fire, them n+ggas all b+tches
soon as i up this b+tch, he broke his neck, they all flinched
ayy, what time you on, this real shorty
we ain’t gotta’ get back, we k!ll first
all the opps sell clothes, they still merched
i ain’t got no job, you still workin’
it’s 2pm, lets spin the block
i know the time to go k!ll a opp
you search for a opp like i search for socks
it’s time to score, let’s make a shot

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