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dudeylo & dee play4keeps – double trouble pt. 2 lyrics

[intro: dudeylo & dee play4keeps]
like
(jellyy on that)
where the f+ck is he goin’? (uh+huh, uh+huh)
come here
baow, baow
like, wait, oh my—
(oh sh+t, wntrr made this?)
it’s that dee play4keeps n+gga, o’s up, never gz, you heard?
n+gga, ah
n+gga, ah, ah, ah
this might be part two, you heard?
(yo, lucas, you heard?)
every f+ckin’ track, you heard? shot after f+ckin’ shot
now look, get that n+gga
come here

[chorus: dudeylo]
it’s too dark on this block, turn the beam on (where he goin’?)
name a block that we don’t got a scene on (like, what?)
ape the bros, and i’m turnin’ my sleeze on
we gon’ show yommy how we knock a sleeze off
i walk him down, bet i’m throwin’ him more (where he goin’?)
when we leave, the white chalk on the floor (n+gga, word to my dead)
and if he live, we dress up as doctors
we go in the hospital, pull on his cord (pull on his cord)
[verse 1: dudeylo]
we need a new one, can’t let ’em forget (can’t let ’em forget)
we gon’ turn on the four+core press (like, what?)
we chase him down ’til he run out of breath (come here)
bullets is punchin’ him, knockin’ off flesh (like, where the f+ck is you goin’?)
i was down bad, had to go get these packs up (packs up)
if it’s heavy, call banga for backup (for backup)
the four+nick’ comin’ down if he act up (like)
o’block baby, was never a lacker (baow, baow, baow)
let me get in my groove (like)
let me show ’em i really go ku (n+gga, what?)
off of east, i was fl!ckin’ with scoob (come here)
48 him, he thought we was cool (like, word to bro)
i let it go on that boy and his boo (and his boo)
like, he a b+tch n+gga, ran on his oobs, wow (ran on his oobs)
with the g, i am mentally challenged (where he goin’?)
n+gga, watch it start blackin’
i let it fire, i don’t care ’bout reactions (’bout reactions)
we pick him off on the field like it’s madden (like, what?)
word to bro, we put belt on they asses (the f+ck is he goin’? like what?)

[verse 2: dee play4keeps]
how many n+ggas got put in a—
count on your fingers for the n+ggas that never got back (baow, baow, baow)
how many bms my n+ggas done sh+gged? (like, word to bro)
dizzle dead, baseball bat (now look)
oh sh+t, new opp, henron pack
that n+gga kenny capone can’t rap (baow, baow, boom)
your cousin got shot in his back (relly)
and b had him duckin’ his cap (now look)
n+gga, i’m ’bout to go for the basket
r.i.p. jo, spin your block in a black ‘fit
bro, give me the pole, just pass it
i was like thirteen tryna pick up that ratchet (pick up that ratchet)
he played with my bop, so i slapped him
i’m mr. hop out the v and then i grab him (come here)
shoot that n+gga out his mackage (now look)
i stay with a loc, my cuzzy gon’ crack ’em
[chorus: dudeylo]
it’s too dark on this block, turn the beam on (where he goin’?)
name a block that we don’t got a scene on (like, what?)
ape the bros, and i’m turnin’ my sleeze on
we gon’ show yommy how we knock a sleeze off
i walk him down, bet i’m throwin’ him more (where he goin’?)
when we leave, the white chalk on the floor (n+gga, word to my dead)
and if he live, we dress up as doctors
we go in the hospital, pull on his cord (pull on his cord)

[outro: dudeylo]
we need a new one, can’t let ’em forget
we gon’ turn on the four+core press
we chase him down ’til he run out of breath
bullets is punchin’ him, knockin’ off flesh
i was down bad, had to go get these packs up
if it’s heavy, call banga for backup
the four nick’ comin’ down if he act up
o’block baby, was never a lacker

- dudeylo dee play4keeps lyrics

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