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lil dude - luciano malone lyrics

[intro]
hurt, what it do?
it’s funke
man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we got here at foster’s

[chorus]
if we want you, then we gon’ come get you, yeah
k up on your nose ’cause you just a lil’ n-gga, yeah, yeah
this no. 9, i do not rock hilfiger, yeah, yeah
boy you better step it up lil’ n-gga, yeah, yeah

[verse]
too many hoes, i can’t loyal one (yeah yeah)
we got drums on them guns, boy we do it for fun (yeah yeah)
boy you better get you one and own you one (yeah yeah)
b-tch i got the stick and i’ma cop a drum (yeah yeah)
hit the bank, big, she call me baby
double back gang keep the sticks and ready to shoot at three, ayy
n-gga can’t come around me if they sweet, ayy
n-gga can’t come around me if they ain’t g
double back like the mobsters ’cause they comin’ through with them choppers
and they cuttin’ off fingertips and if these n-ggas don’t pay that proper
i just spilled food on my prada, i just spilled food on my nine
i got gun on me right now, play with me, it’s goin’ down, ayy
n-gga better watch his head
playin’ them petty games, then you dead
playin’ them petty games, then you gone
man, them young n-ggas send you home
got that yopper and it’s strong
hit him with a hook shot, karl malone
outside all the time, never home
still shoot the k, i don’t care if it’s long

- lil dude lyrics

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