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dee play4keeps & dudeylo - double trouble, part 3 lyrics

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[intro: dee play4keeps]
baow, baow, baow, n+gga
it’s that dee play4keeps n+gga, os up, never gz, you heard?
(why he runnin’? come here)
now look
i said look

[chorus: dee play4keeps]
baow, baow, baow
why he runnin’? come here
n+ggas duckin’ and runnin’, they scared
opps better ask how i get in the can
both of the bs had got beat with my hands
cut him, shot him, the other one ran
m+matter fact he got beat with a chair
like, after that he told me he don’t care
d+mn, he ran to the staxks for a hand

[verse 1: dee play4keeps]
like, wanna know the real reason the opps be mad?
’cause all of they bms is lettin’ us sh+g
b+bendin’ it over, throwin’ it back
son, watchin’ his moms get cracked
now her son worrying, where is his dad?
she with the o’s in the function, no cap
me and scoob made vito run track
yesterday, he got saved by a b+tch, i was mad
the .40 bullets barkin’, no cap
it got a kick when you shoot, just relax
now look, 55 got beat with the gat
jay hound keep dissin’, you know where we at
[verse 2: dudeylo]
anytime, any place, it don’t matter
your b+tch bad but i know a b+tch badder
any p+ssy that i wanted, i done had it
from the benz to the streets, i’m a savage
ah, look, let me talk to ’em now
push up right to 45th, get me close to the ground
see a factor, remember i’m walkin’ ’em down
ay yo, remember a member was hawkin’ ’em down
but i don’t gotta say too much, if they talk about scores then we way too up
n+ggas be trollin’, they play too much
any sitch that i had, i was waving a gun
i poured the drink in my cup, i popped a yerc now it’s time to go dumb
ah, they on that block lookin’ stupid, pooted, let me catch them off the drum
like, it’s gon’ be a free basket, bro died and i picked up a ratchet
yours died and you picked up a napkin
word to my dead, they see me, they hear—

[chorus: dee play4keeps]
baow, baow, baow
why he runnin’? come here
n+ggas duckin’ and runnin’, they scared
opps better ask how i get in the can
both of the bs had got beat with my hands
cut him, shot him, the other one ran
m+matter fact he got beat with a chair
like, after that he told me he don’t care
d+mn, he ran to the staxks for a hand
(808dave)



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