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durrty30 - active lyrics

[intro]
huh? yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
what, n+gga? what, n+gga? (huh)
what? yeah
what, what?
(i got lajay up on da keys)

[verse]
f+ck the gram i thought for real
n+gga really in that field
n+ggas talk tough on they live
till we pull up where they live (skrrt!)
how the f+ck you certified?
b+tch, you ain’t neva get no k!ll
(get no k!ll lil n+gga)
clh, it’s on my neck
(baa, baa, bow)
you know i s.o.b for real
free my hitter out that back
he been locked up for sum years
dress up in black, load up the gyatts
nd’ hunt a n+gga like a deer
remember when we had them cases
crack a n+gga like a sеal (like a seal)
get thеm p’s in for the low
come on my block, who got the deal?
(who got the deal?)
n+ggas hate me on the low
i bet them boys know what it is
tryna jack me, it can happen
but, i highly doubt that sh+t
neva lackin’, pistol packin’
nd’ i’m on yo’ every move
come correct, don’t gotta grab it
in my hand i keep a tool
you gon’ go out like a flunky
matta fact, just like yo homies
cutta spit, i had drop 20 in that b+tch
and left her funky
put that same stick on yo’ patna
his lucky ass went to the doctor
(rahh rahh)
red tips him ‘em, made him holla’
you can’t shack back from that choppa’
we was 6 deep in that car (yea)
ain’t n0body popped up dead
tried to spin back, let off shots
but, i had went to jail instead
they ain’t wan’ give me no bond
i was out soon as they did
2 in the mornin’ tryna spin
hit up my cousin for my stick
i heard that b+tch gave up the car
she put herself up in the mix (b+tch)
must ain’t heard ain’t got no [?]
i tryna’ overk!ll that b+tch
like a junky for them bodies
nd’ i still a get my fix
got me madda’ than a b+tch
nd’ i’m tryna go spin on sum sh+t (yeah)
speak block, these n+ggas hidin’
(these n+ggas hidin’)
ain’t n0body on that b+tch
went cop a new glizzy, and you know
that b+tch came with a switch
pull up, rahhh laaa rahhh rahhhh
hop out da car you hear that glichin’
you betta duck yo f+ckin’ taco
cuz’ i’m aimin’ fo’ yo sh+t
durrty30, 60 shots
we got sum sh+t to flip a bus
ready to up on bodies
you don’t get no stripes shootin’ at us
if i f+ck with you, i f+ck with you
but, ain’t no cl!ckin’ up
nd’ if i f+ck with you, i’m stuck with you
it ain’t no switchin’ up
[outro]
n+gga, yeah
nd’ you know just how that go
cross that line, you gotta go
like a blunt, gon’ make it float
no, i can’t let you slide
you gotta die and that’s on me
put a n+gga in the sky
light his ass up like a tree

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