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lefty goon – catch a 2 lyrics

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[chorus]
say you spinnin’ my side, and you finna do what?
off a perc, and i’m totin’ my gun
sending 41 shots, cause he pulled him a stunt
trynna slide on my block, catch a sav, leave him slumped
on this block, it’s a whole lotta guns
30’ shots in the stick, put the beam on the drum
matt savv, caught a shot, he was done
we don’t f+ck with the 2, catch a 2 and he done

[verse]
like, it’s too many opps in this blunt
rippy got hit, caught one to the lung
chii, he a d+ck, n+gga dumb
got hit in his sh+t, heard he died with his gun
and, dougie a b+tch, why you run?
i’ma treat that lil boy like my son
backdoor gang, bullets hot like the sun
they be fl!cking, so sh+t, don’t trip, don’t run
oh he dissin’? then get at me
41k, show them boys, it get nasty
nеver slippin’, in the backseat
f+ck rah rah, how you diе in a taxi
i’ma goon, better jack me, or clap me
and, tata a b+tch, he just rap beef
i’ma throw out the whip, i ain’t goin’ for sh+t
if a oppa get hit, it’s a opp in a spliff
[chorus]
say you spinnin’ my side, and you finna do what?
off a perc, and i’m totin’ my gun
sending 41 shots, cause he pulled him a stunt
trynna slide on my block, catch a savv, leave him slumped
on this block, it’s a whole lotta guns
30’ shots in the stick, put the beam on the drum
matt savv, caught a shot, he was done
we don’t f+ck with the 2, catch a 2 and he done

[chorus]
say you spinnin’ my side, and you finna do what?
off a perc, and i’m totin’ my gun
sending 41 shots, cause he pulled him a stunt
trynna slide on my block, catch a sav, leave him slumped
on this block, it’s a whole lotta guns
30’ shots in the stick, put the beam on the drum
matt savv, caught a shot, he was done
we don’t f+ck with the 2, catch a 2 and he done

[outro]
like, it’s too many opps in this blunt
rippy got hit, caught one to the lung
chii, he a d+ck, n+gga dumb
got hit in his sh+t, heard he died with his gun
and, dougie a b+tch, why you run?
i’ma treat that lil boy like my son
backdoor gang, bullets hot like the sun
they be fl!cking, so sh+t, don’t trip, don’t run



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