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jdot breezy – 5 dubs lyrics

[verse 1]

ayy

that boy mad and he got passed
he got shot and went out bad
knocked yo partner off
don’t drop no diss bout’ me

n+gga drop yo mask
n+gga p+ssy as a b+tch
i catch that boy and do his ass
srt on manman’s glock
i bet this b+tch go supa’ fast

smokin’ 835 b.i.b.b.y
jake jhit had died, mitch too
f+ck they side
you ain’t gettin’ no get back
swing this way, n+gga try
f+ck y, {?}
meechie dead, tell em’ slide

i just paid for me another n+gga
the second time
k!ll em’ dead
i want them shots off in his head
go knock em’ down
you know dot the murder man
put murder bags around town
you’ll never get my respect
n+gga shot yo mamma
boy you a clown

or lets talk about back in the g
yo ass got walked down
we know the truth
yo ass a b+tch
that’s why 50k had got from round’

if i had that cash back thеn
50k was gon’ take you down
think them n+ggas round’ yo friend?
monеy gon’ turn they mind around

i had caught you coming home one day
but you made it in that house
that two door challenger
me and bro outside at yo house campin’ out

matter of fact, talkin’ bout those apartments
b+tch you know what i’m talkin’ bout
you was lucky then,{?}
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n+gga think he gone turn up
then watch me turn em’ down
jdot gettin’ rich as f+ck
they tryna knock me down
b+tch we put sh+t up
when we pull up, you hear that sound
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n+ggas gon’ be scared to let me sign
y’all ass dead
hate you n+ggas, i get rich
put a mill on yo hood head
f+ck everybody, boy i want the whole hood dead
two rings just for the hats i bought
but not the ones i didn’t

n+ggas got me f+cked up
jake jhit, he f+cked up
fooli, you and jarvo twins
how y’all ass get touched up
f+ck it, i might go for something
tell yo momma i wanna f+ck
sike lemme take that back
you know that b+tch ugly as f+ck

ray popped a fake perk
and clocked out
his time up
rod k got did the worst
that back door was a slime, huh?
yo homie k!lled durk
won’t diss durk
but you ain’t slide for em’
first 6 block n+gga i caught
gave em’ bout nine of em’
thought you was gon’ run
caught you just in time, huh?
treat a opp like instagram
and then we slide up
ol’ war outside
put on some shoes, and put them slides up
when we slide
it’s guaranteed a n+gga die, duh

ridin’ with my twin
we outside
that’s my 5 blood
keep that sh+t a hundred n+gga
like you just got 5 dubs
choppa straighten him a n+gga
like he was a line up
no it’s never safe for n+ggas
can’t get you, we hit your cuz

tiki get rolled up
i smoke him so much
if you don’t got a hat n+gga
put yo pole up
dope man shawty
n+gga make a store run
you know i got my 40
on john, imma blow something

- jdot breezy lyrics

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