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dudeylo & dee play4keeps - big o's one mic cypher lyrics

[intro: dee play4keeps & dudeylo]
like, where the f+ck is you going? (grrah, grrah)
where you going? (come here)
it’s that dee play4keeps n+gga, os up, never gz, you heard? (baow, baow, n+gga, ah, ah, ah)
he said, look, baow, baow, baow

[verse 1: dudeylo]
drippy ‘ooter, did drills in my denims
we on cane block, posted on 7th
uncle l, now we on lenox
lil’ dray b tryna hop out and get ’em
word to bro, we done tripped to 08th
n+ggas stay in they ‘jects to be safe
like, he said, “dudey ain’t fl!ck”? then he laced
i hop out that v and i’m watching ’em race

[verse 2: sugarhill ddot]
word to bro, f+ck the fame
i done really done trooped through 08th
like, free banga, bro could’ve—
like, started skippin’ ’em states
i told bro, “let’s go on a drill”
baby bz tryna go up for the k!ll
like, sh+t get nasty, sh+t get real
told bro, “up first,” know he will
like, i can’t wait ’til they free kay flock
word to bro, i was f+ckin’ his thot
“dumping on anything,” y’all n+ggas cappin’
go get back for y’all deads in a casket
let’s go blitz, ea sports, madden
he+he tried to reach, so i’m blastin’
i put the dot to his head like aladdin
like, thirty stick on my hip, yeah, i’m blastin’
[verse 3: dudeylo & dee play4keeps]
i done gave them a visual, i done showed them how to put they mask on
who got shot? [?] (baow, baow)
i call the bros like, “it’s time to go to bend”
he like, “bro, we already went”
i’m like, “f+ck it, we going again” (now look)
he like, “drill only taking the steps”

[verse 4: dee play4keeps]
i skip to my lou, that’s what i do
when i’m on the 2’s, i back out my g
bullets’ll stick to your head like cody
hand stop throwin’ like a roach on my shoe
you a g, n+gga, you better stand up
ten os, nine shots, better duck when you hear us
rah died, i turned into a dancer
i was hyped they put him on a banner

[verse 5: boogzfrmdao]
if i walk with this beam, bet i get ’em
no hesitation with my g, i start fl!ckin’
word to bro, i done had n+ggas missin’
troopin’ on feet, they don’t know what i’m feeling
heard the 1 tryna spin, yeah, i know
spot a opp, i won’t shoot through the coat
ain’t no need for the beam, n+ggas know
i ain’t going for nothin’, you mentionin’ bro
[verse 6: sugarhill chris]
creep through the s, where the f+ck is day ryer?
kal g, he got hit with some fire
mari a rat, n+gga wearin’ them wires
i seen a opp, he got hit with them tires
in the v, n+ggas know i’m a problem
we catch a case, then the bros know i got ’em
why the f+ck do y’all diss my block?
n+gga, mac caught a shot then he dropped

[verse 7: dee play4keeps]
i told lil’ bro, “it’s time, put your shoes on”
he got a new boo, i’ma fl!ck at his new jawn
in the party, she gettin’ her groove on
she tryna spin with the bros, we can’t move on
rah, ray, nay, and f+ck lil’ jay ek
vito, he ran on his bae
n+gga, kev runnin’ ricky lucky, he got away

[outro: dudeylo, sugarhill ddot, dee play4keeps, boogzfrmdao & sugarhill chris]
drippy ‘ooter, did drills in my denims
we on cane block, posted on 7th
word to bro, f+ck the fame
i done really done trooped through 08th
i skip to my lou, that’s what i do
when i’m on the 2’s
if i walk with this beam, bet i get ’em
no hesitation with my g, i start fl!ckin’
creep through the s, where the f+ck is day ryer?
kal g, he got hit with some fire

- dudeylo dee play4keeps lyrics

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