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digga d - stfu lyrics

[intro]
yo, yo, yo
(2k gonna slay, yeah)
if you never went jail (boom)

[verse 1]
if you never went jail, you’ll be on a mill, but i been jail too, and i ran through a few (bap, bap, bap)
oi, you n+ggas better act their wage, i can’t even tell guys, “act their age” (baow)
++++, twenty+eight, acts younger than me
++++ likes girls younger that’s younger than me (baow)
i’m twenty+one with a gun, what they done on the p? (baow)
corn gets bust, go and ask ++++ (baow, baow, baow)
not the one that’s dead, bro, ++++ assassin (boom), ask him, gang pulled up, started slappin’ (grrt, baow)
blast him, sh+t’s way deeper than rappin’
casket, when have i run? stab it (baow, baow+baow+baow)
we don’t k!ll little pups, we drop big plugs, the ones that’s supposed to be thugs (baow)
know you’ve heard about us (bluuwuu), but we’re used to this stuff, so we didn’t even kick up a fuss (baow, baow, boom)
if you ain’t shot n0body then shut up (shh), shut the f+ck up (bang)
run from the gun and get bun up (grrt, bang)
bleach from night till the sun up (grrt, baow)
between me and you, i’ll act the same too if we dropped my n+gga’s k!ller (bap, bap)
fidget, i’m grippin’ the spinner (bap)
pull out the hammer, cl!ck on the trigger, bang (uh, uh)
[chorus]
n+ggas say they’re spinnin’, they ain’t spinnin’ though (uh, uh)
n+ggas say they’re drillin’, they ain’t drillin’ though (drillin’ though)
++++, your baby mother used to come and visit me and i got the letters from her little bro (uh, uh, uh)

[verse 2]
digga d, i’m in love with violence, violence, ++++ works with trident
all of them know, but they keepin’ it silent
the ++++ ++++ need some guidance (p+ssy)
can’t be gang, you don’t fit the requirements (no)
++++, all soon go in retirement
where are they hidin’? and man wan’ findin’ ’em
nine x nineteen went and put bine in ’em (boom, boom, baow)
i’m a man with integrity, even when they beggin’ me, i ain’t deadin’ beef with none of them (no)
all you’re gonna hear somebody got bun again (bap, bap)
three v fifteen, i still run at them
i’ll smile in your face and shake your hand and the minute you turn your back, i’ll stab it (stab it)
stabbing’s a habit (yeah), make my head get hot (grrt), i’ll grab it (baow)
i don’t mean to be rude, but it’s ‘022, if you got a shotgun, better stay in your crib (bo+bo)
this ain’t ‘017 (no), my gun got a beam, extended clip that’s filled to the tip (+gunshot+)
++++ man in their face, point+blank with the gauge
but, he never died, so, i hate them sticks
my name shotty shane, if i pick up a gauge, nowadays, it’s gotta hold minimum six (grrt, baow)
can’t be hands+off, man’s hands+on with this handgun, bang one of them, man’s gone (bap, bap)
you ever see a stick get knocked off? (+whistle+)
you ever see a strip get locked off? (baow)
can’t be hands+off, man’s hands+on with this handgun, bang one of them, man’s gone (bap, bap)
you ever see a face get chopped out? (ying)
you ever make a man get dropped out? (uh, uh) (dead)
[chorus]
n+ggas say they’re spinnin’, they ain’t spinnin’ though (uh, uh)
n+ggas say they’re drillin’, they ain’t drillin’ though (drillin’ though)
++++, your baby mother used to come and visit me and i got the letters from her little bro (uh, uh, uh)

[outro]
2k gonna slay, yeah

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