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lil duece and rob vicious - hang by myself lyrics

if the feds is on the phone i got some 3 way callin’
can’t stop won’t stop til’ the whole gang ballin’
b+tch if you ain’t talkin’ money n+gga please quit callin’
say you fell in love with rob pick it up quit fallin’

you ain’t got n0body stop lyin’ b+tch
we the reason funerals happen and momma’s cryin’
don’t f+ck around with my lil’ brother he tryna fire sh+t
i’ll stuff a n+gga in the gutter on some high sh+t

lil’ n+gga i be on the hill crest drive sh+t
yo dumb ass be on that f+ck n+ggas i’m tryna slide sh+t
yo dumb ass be runnin’ f+ck n+ggas i’m finna fry sh+t
my dumb ass in love with them choppas i’m tryna fry sh+t

who the f+ck is this i got a new phone
told my baby momma i just want my glock two+tone
i was in the streets with them n+ggas livin’ on groupon
i was on the road with my sister gettin’ them boof on

f+ck hatin’ on a n+gga cause it’s bad for your health
i was lookin’ for the dope f+cked around and found myself
ion hang with no bustas i just hang around myself
n+gga talkin’ like a busta imma whip him with the belt

ion hang with no bustas i just hang by myself
cause i know this n+gga fake you can tell by his belt
i remember i was broke back then i had nothin
i just pushed car foreign don’t have keys just a b+tton
and i’m still up on the block like i ain’t ever made sh+t
last year i seen a ticket diss yeah i need six
still plugged with the plug i ain’t never lay with sh+t
type to bust the back down and still pop him with a brick

you ain’t seen no money why you lyin’ to me
type to take the perfect jet so this choppa gon’ fly with me
you ain’t tellin’ youngin’ you ain’t slidin’ with me
sted up on the block but the kicks cost twelve+fifty

- lil duece and rob vicious lyrics

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