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lil duke - who want it freestyle lyrics

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[verse 1: yak gotti]
who want it?
that’s my n+gga
lay you down with them rounds, [?]
i got the recipe, broke n+gga, can’t stand next to me
choppers [?]
no limited addition like master p, n+gga
they’re not just booted up
you stupid f+ck, you lose your life, i gives a motherf+ck
jump out that f+cking truck
i dare you to try your luck
imma shoot this [?]
imma do [?] that’s my f+ckin lil woty

[verse 2: lil duke]
running with choppers, [?]
as soon as they printed, you know we go get it
i am not [?]
[?] you know that we winning
jumped off the porch and i ran to the finish
lieing, i ain’t lieing, [?] 12 and i’m jumping the fense
get me a [?] you know i’m gon [?]
when i take molly, i feel like the man
drink on the drink till i fall asleep
wake up and do the same sh+t again
[verse 3: mpa wicced & lil duke]
[?] or something
40 glock got a 30 on it
[?] block away
knock him off for a block of yay
i’m an assh0l+ just like uncle trae
pouring lean in the f+go
[?]
you know [?] coming ondalay
[?] never lay
pop a xan with no [?]
chopper cause a scene [?]
shoot that n+gga if he living crazy
i ain’t spare sh+t, this an expiration
middle finger to whoever hating
when it come to that [?] p+ssy n+gga, there’s no limitation
any b+tch with wicced, i’m so f+cking gifted
do you f+cking hear me?
[?]
[?] you gon forever feel it
[?] got h+lla bags
pullin up like the talaban
man down [?]
another [?] on the gram
i am so [?]
pull up with choppers, you know that we airing
we gorillas, we come from the jungle
keep me a 30 clip, you know it’s on
you know when they come out, it ain’t nothing to talk about
f+ck a resession, f+ck it, get them then we move them out
[?] we don’t need no scale
stand on the block, and we screaming f+ck 12
[?]
[?] in the charger
got a shot, just like tony parker
k!ll a opp [?]
i’m a drug dealer, not an artist
yeah i’m in the trentches [?]
shoulder strap on the ak
make a n+gga run a relay
i ain’t [?]
f+ck with the real, not the fake
f+ck them b+tches, gotta paper chase
yeah we coming out the [?]
i don’t [?] super deep n+gga
it’s just me and my pistol, n+gga
k!ll you, and whoever came with you
young n+gga been about [?]



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