a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

doo2tact – on it lyrics

[verse 1: doo2tact]
n+ggas don’t get crazy
23, ion’ f+ck wit’ no babiez
n+ggas is lucky the block really+
like n+ggas is lucky the block really made me
n+ggas got hit, but that’s all i’ma say
ain’t tryna teach [?], tryna see the next+
when shh+ got clapped, all they did was pray
shakin’ my head, bro hit ’em and spray
talkin’ sh+tty, just pass off
i’ma let off the last four, that’s what that’s for
groovy be catchin’ alley’s off backboards
brodie be buggin’, they shoot to the asphalt
see a opp and get swept like a broom
n+ggas is p+ssy, they know what i do
yellow bone, redhead, sanctioned my boo
if a opp run up, i’ma tighten the screws
see bro, i win you lose
big 48, don’t run into seus
i got a knock, sh+t sound like a+
like, i got a knock sh+t sound like a boom
said “doolie, you tweakin’ on bro”
know me a opp who got left in the store
when shh+ got hit, oh no
n+ggas know me, i be uppin’ that score
on my silver, just move out the way
one mask, one knock, i’ma spray
got me a fully, gon’ teach today
wit’ the deuce and they b+tt, n+ggas singin’ like quay
got me a baddie, she shakin’ that thing
what you gon’ do when i hop out? ding
spot me a opp, like a bee i’ma sting
zay benji hop out and he clutchin’ that thing
i’m a ape, i’ma beat on my chest
5’4 brown skin do it the best
and the trey 57 put ’em right to+
and this trey 57 put ’em right to best
like yo [?] go creep thru’ that strip
like who got hit? not him
spot me a opp, i’ma flock thru the tints
these n+ggas don’t know what i rap what i live
like yo kha just k!ll lil’ n+ggas
yo dxtti, go pull that trigger
yeah we too elite and there’s n0body bigger
800 pounds, i’ma rip thru’ his liver
on my silver, yeah them n+ggas keep dissin’
i’m tryna make it, i’ll really be sumn’ way bigger
if i see me a opp i don’t gotta back out
yeah i make lil’ n+ggas shiver
[verse 2: baby groovy]
n+ggas thinkin’ they tough ’til they start let off shots
make a new pack, give a f+ck ’bout the cops
it’s just me and lil’ bro outside wit’ the+
it’s just me and lil’ bro outside wit’ the knocks
if a n+gga move dumb, i’ma let this sh+t flock
n+ggas talk tough ’til i spin they block
lotta shots in a glock, so we call it a mop
i go clean up the streets then it’s back to the block
i might f+ck a opp b+tch when i’m high off the wock
if she givin’ too [?], she get smacked wit’ the knock
i’ma beat up her box, then she get out the spot
i might buy her a uber, i won’t buy a lot
when i step in the stu’, they know i spit that flock
hop out the v and i’m clutchin’ on knocks
these n+ggas talk tough, but they f+ck wit’ the cops
bossin’

[verse 3: dxtti b]
he addin’ a k to the e to the wokk
well i the beam on the k to the t
he tried to reach but i already peeped
me and groovy two deep, walk up on feet
try to run up, i leave him deceased
who turned you jet?
n+gga who do you be?
spot ’em i got ’em, leave ’em on the scene
why they mad ’cause i stay wit’ my g?
try to run up, it’s too late
put the knocker in everyone face
chase down what? y’all all got chased
like what? ain’t no cuffin’, b+tch you cannot stay
like bullets gon’ hit him, put him in his place
.380 ain’t leavin’ no trace
b+tch i’m the hat, so i throw up the h
if he talkin’ on bro, throw a shot at his face
fly that sh+t, never hide that sh+t
if he drop that sh+t, he gon’ die in that whip
that’s on bro i been fiendin’ to blitz
try to run up, i empty the clip
like what? n+gga suck my d+ck
knock him out if he jackin’ he crip
oh he uppin’ the k so it’s lit

- doo2tact lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS