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lil dude & goonew - intro lyrics

[intro: lil dude]
this the intro n-gga you know what the f-ck goin’ on
goonrich
got cheecho on the beat n-gga
(trapnanana) we in this b-tch stick
you know what the f-ck goin’ on

[verse 1: lil dude]
everything that i got, got it out the hood
got it out the mud i had to jugg
.40 on me n-gga better not mug
goonew out the cut he f-ckin’ ya [?]
cell out the cut he beatin’ ya [?]
beatin’ the pakk got to whippin’ sh-t up
vlone demon imma vlone thug
dog out the cut got the stick in the cut

[verse 2: goonew]
boom sh-lls hit em right in his gut
i f-ck on that b-tch put my thumb in her b-tt
i thumb through the benji’s don’t f-ck wit’ the dubs
yo n-gga a lame he a b-tch he a dub
bow bow two shots hit his and he done

[verse 3: lil dude]
hol’ up goon hit his -ss wit’ the pump
.762’s make him stop if he run
hope that lil’ n-gga got a lot of lungs
i’m servin’ dope right there post on the pavement
dog got the strap bet he wipe that lil’ baby

[verse 4: goonew]
i’m servin’ the j’s and is erve like the 80’s
reek got the strap wit’ the gl!ck wit’ the laser
bow bow bow put his -ss on the pavement
fox 5 n-gga watch if you waitin’
homicide boyz when we come through we takin’
we catchin’ them bodies we ain’t waitin’ we takin’

[verse 5: lil dude]
lil’ ahk yeah he got the chopper
put a lil’ n-gga right there in the doctor
dread head long like a n-gga is a rasta
cheecho on the beat so it be rockin’
ooh i don’t f-ck wit’ none of that opp sh-t
two twin glocks when i come when i’m poppin’
f-cked on that b-tch ain’t no option
egg and a burger i got her some sauce b-tch

[verse 6: goonew]
ooh 30 round hangin’ i won’t stop b-tch
f-ck that sh-t imma pop sh-t
goonrich i’m on that pop sh-t
we slide in that foreign that opp sh-t
everyday i’m on the block b-tch
servin’ my auntie that drop b-tch
30 round hang that’s that pop b-tch
reek pull up tryna’ pop sh-t
boom bat hit em wit’ the mop b-tch
sippin’ on red f-ck the wock b-tch
wearin’ vlone when i pop sh-t
boom badabang when a glock hit
whippin’ up dope where arm itch

[verse 7: lil dude]
i turn a trap house to a pharmacy
stick nearby in a harmony
turn yo homeboy to that dirty laundry
[?] wit’ me boy you better not try follow me
stay wit’ them sticks and them gl!cks like the army

- lil dude goonew lyrics

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