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dochay - we made it (freestyle) lyrics

[kidd adamz talks]
(lights up weed inhales then coughs) that’s that sh-t though, yeah, r.o.l.o!
yeah, aye yo dochay, you ready to go in this sh-t man?

[dochay talks]
r.o.l.o gang, 7.4.7
n-gga let’s get it!

[kidd adamz talks]
haha, alright let’s get it then

[hook]
still the same n-gga from last week, we keep it too g if you ask me
/ motherf-ck being too flashy, camoes and chucks and a black tee

roll in the cut, know that we smokin’ it up, tell your b-tch roll up a blunt /
gold in my cup, dochay rollin’ that skunk, shawty you should know what’s up

you know it’s us, you know it’s us (x8)

[dochay verse]
s-x with my old b-tch but sick of her p-ssy her sh-t so contagious /
her sh-t like a phone call cause me and my n-ggas 3-way it

invaded her property all in her room that b-tch just got room-raided /
d-ck in her face and i told her “oh yeah, b-tch i think you should taste it”

yeah we call her grace cause the head is amazing /
-ss look good in them tights i’m like “d-mn, is that megan?”

she think she foreign spent six on malaysian /
but i got that act right, if she misbehaving

i k!ll the p-ssy she get it cremated /
b-tches can’t deal with a n-gga cause every d-mn card i done played it

bathroom, b-tches be stallin’, i just say they’re procrastinating /
b-tch, stop speaking that brokanese, ain’t sh-t for free like a mason

b-tches be acting i tell all them hoes to stop playin’ /
price tag in the p-ssy like it’s a corvette when it’s worth 7 grams

and i don’t cuff p-ssy so she gettin’ p-ssed just like an exam /
sh-t, just call me newtown cause she gettin’ hit like i’m cam

[hook]

[kidd adamz verse]
ride with the set then you die with the set, that’s like being sober while we high with the set /
and no i’m not a shooter but my group’ll leave you scuba-diving, better put, n-ggas put the nine to ya neck /
watch ya back, xannies and percs by the pack, lean by the ounce weed rolled out a back wood /
give it to her good, go and make some money then i give it to the hood /
that’s lf2, rent out a coupe and do anything n-ggas would do /
blame it on my group, sippin’ and splittin’ the juice, came with my troops in black timblerland boots /
rappers who trappin’ and djs who shoot, got love for my fam and respect for my yute /
run in our spots? one to ya top, like talapia, cook like i come from the locs /
it’s dreads on my brothers, and guns on our blocks, police be lurking they come and they stop /
thugs who think ‘fore they bust, get k!lled or get lucky from f-cking with us /
still got that steelo i spit out a kilo, ride in a challi like it’s a veneno /
crackers be buggin’ out here like it’s reno, these b-tches ain’t single but always want dino you know where i’m at /

[kidd adamz talks]
yo, it’s rgs the motherf-ckin’ set yo, real talk, f-ck what you finna’ drop, f-ck what you dropped last year, f-ck your music videos, f-ck your co-signs, n-gga that sh-t don’t even matter no more n-gga, it’s r.o.l.o gang the motherf-cking set and we here to stay n-gga!

yeah, b-tch you know where i’m at!

[hook]
still the same n-gga from last week, we keep it too g if you ask me
/ motherf-ck being too flashy, camoes and chucks and a black tee

roll in the cut, know that we smokin’ it up, tell your b-tch roll up a blunt /
gold in my cup, dochay rollin’ that skunk, shawty you should know what’s up

you know it’s us, you know it’us (x8

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