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fmb dz & sada baby - rock wit us lyrics

[intro: sada baby]
hmm, hmm, hmm
h-lluva made this beat, baby
this ain’t no rap neither, baby, huh

[verse 1: sada baby]
big blood been on house arrest, so we gon’ talk about that
nan n-gga really had his back, so i done lost respect
he know i been up, same time, he can’t have it all
he know that’s the truth. so i’m bool, i ain’t mad at all
i can’t go ’round fake love like i used to
i can’t f-ck with tay blood like i used to
i can’t pour up hot with bloc like i used to
like, i can’t go chill with dot like i used to

[verse 2: fmb dz]
nah, nah, nah, nah, they can’t rock with us
ain’t no n-gga go to jail or get shot with us
huh, me and skuba rollie buffs
these n-ggas in they feelings, they can’t f-ck with us
the crazy part about it took a couple months
all we had was some molly and a couple blunts
next month, i’m gettin’ the presi, f-ck donald trump
i’m throwing fifty pointers in my motherf-cking buffs

[verse 3: sada baby]
i f-cked your b-tch from the front like we fake in love
i got red in my cup, celebrate the bloods
n-ggas with me from the bottom ain’t make it up
now they gon’ give me all they problems, can’t make this up
my ex-b-tch going in and out of my life
she had a kid, but that baby do not got my eyes
like tooda man gon’ ride for me, dz, that’s my brother
n-ggas got my whole heart, on god, b-tch, i’ll die for ’em, huh

[verse 4: fmb dz]
yeah, n-ggas know how we coming
a life for a life, we’ll come drop a hundred
f-ck a n-gga baby momma, put it in her stomach
chopstick tall as h-ll, i call it andre drummond
nasty b-tch wanna keep sucking, she knowing i’m c-mming
i told her keep doing it, i love it, it make you a woman
my rich b-tch like flowers, i sent her a dozen
b-tch, i got it out the mud, i turned nothing to something
i hope these n-ggas be outside when we hit this block
these n-ggas duck and hide when send them shots
i just put a beam on my russian chop
so when we hit the scene, we gon’ connect the dots

[verse 5: sada baby]
like we ain’t leave the scene, b-tch, we spinned the block
i told c0ke hit his top so we can watch him drop
i had hope in two glocks ‘fore i iced my watch
lil dreads to big bands, got it out the wop
big squad choppers, 69, no tekashi
big drugs, get prescriptions from his auntie
f-ck n-ggas, i don’t f-ck with ’em, on my mommy
granddaddy used to go to war with that tommy
it was me and dz on the daily
ain’t n0body believe in me or my baby

[verse 6: fmb dz & sada baby]
get to knocking n-ggas off if i feel disrespected
put a hole in your boss so you can get the message
young n-ggas from the trenches, turned ourselves to bosses
bro, get off them perkys, he don’t do no talking
you ain’t really working, we know you just talking, n-gga
make the wrong move, we gon’ get to sparking
put some money on your head and let the k!llers barking
i just got the address to his b-tch apartment
i’m dipped in so much drip, gotta watch where i’m walking
a hundred thousand ain’t sh-t, i got that in the closet
all this water on my wrist, my sh-t look like a faucet
p-ssy n-gga, i ain’t no l!ck, can’t get a diamond off me
mud in my double cup, no, we don’t f-ck with coffee
black sticks with that tint, sh-t look like some coffee

[outro: fmb dz & sada baby]
i hope these n-ggas be outside when we hit this block
these n-ggas duck and hide when send them shots
i just put a beam on my russian chop
so when we hit the scene, we gon’ connect the dots
like tooda man gon’ ride for me, dz, that’s my brother
n-ggas got my whole heart, on god, b-tch, i’ll die for ’em, huh

- fmb dz sada baby lyrics

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