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lil double 0 - living lyrics

[intro]
lil double 0 gon’ up the score
my nigga ‘nem gon’ wipe your nose
glock three+three gon’ up the score
used to be 700 block, now it’s 700 glocks

[chorus]
there go lil double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a nigga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a nigga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil double007
when you finna drop? but i’m postеd up on the block
too many glocks in the spot
so fuck all the opps, wе finna go spin on the block
young nigga trap out the spot
got dope in the knots, the junkies, they pull up and knock
you want a ‘bow? come and shop
want thirty+two hundred, the price just went up on the block

[interlude]
yeah, man, niggas know what the fuck goin’ on
700 block boys, 700 glock boys
we ain’t the dream team, we the beam team
you understand me? hah
what you tell them folks’ ass, tyreke?
[verse 1]
taxin’ the ‘bows on whoever
you know lil double007 a cold+blooded stepper
young nigga hop out and get you
lil body a demon, that young nigga snap like a pencil
she wanna act like she ain’t suckin’ dick
so i fuck her and pass her to critter
young nigga pull up with choppers and yoppers
my young nigga slimin’ shit out like a hitter
“you not a killer, you just a drug dealer”
that’s what they said, now them niggas dead
we pullin’ up with them choppers, scream fuck all the opps
’cause my young nigga never goin’ fed
thinkin’ ’bout og quese, i get to crashin’ out
my nigga gone, man, my nigga dead
these niggas under me, they used to run from me
big+ass chopper gon’ knock off his dreads (ricky)

[interlude]
man, these niggas don’t have a case
y’all ain’t ever killed shit, all y’all do is steal shit
he ain’t hold that glock and went in his pocket, all he doin’ is poppin’
real talk
and this shit no yap, we comin’ down back mcneil right now, on hood
what i say?
[verse 2]
double 0 gon’ wipe your nose and leave that nigga snotty, come on
turned up off these x pills, me and 30 off these roxys, come on
niggas actin’ like they was trappin’, they ain’t serve nobody
i got young niggas that’s with the move, shout out to lil body, hold on
lil co, he clutchin’ the drac’
if you want smoke, then my lil’ nigga hop out and spray
my young nigga ‘nem scream 4k
and we got four dracs in this car, if you play, then you lay
nigga callin’ my phone, say he want him a ‘bow of the strong, but i served him some shake
my young nigga ‘nem got no mind and they clutchin’ them 9s
lil 30 gon’ shoot in broad day, ayy

[interlude]
and that’s no cap, nigga
y’all know everything i said, i stand on, nigga
on quese, on monde
long live woo bezzal, long live all the guys, free all the guys, nigga
ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
there go lil double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a nigga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a nigga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil double007
when you finna drop? but i’m posted up on the block
too many glocks in the spot
so fuck all the opps, we finna go spin on the block
young nigga trap out the spot
got dope in the knots, the junkies, they pull up and knock
you want a ‘bow? come and shop
want thirty+two hundred, the price just went up on the block (it went up, nigga)

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