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mdot 59 - word to my dead lyrics

[intro]
(santana)
(yo, doc, he made this?)
santana, you done f+cked up on this beat, you heard?

[verse]
everybody keep cappin’, they know what i’m on when they see me in traffic
n+ggas gon’ cap, every scene i was blackin’, they know what it is, word to bro, i get active
die l’zz, i was lettin’ them lil’ n+ggas have it, walkin’ ’em down with the trend, double packin’
like, free raf, he could tell you what happened, wiki keep suckin’ my d+ck, man he actin’
like, that n+gga bloxkz, he ain’t never step foot on my block
word to bro, took a trip to the jag, started chasin’ lil’ kyi kyi, like bro, he was duckin’ his top
46k, we donе flocked it on flakk every trip, word to bro, n+gga, shout out thе ‘wokk
double b, n+ggas smokin’ on benzo and bino, the pain, word to bro they got put in a box, word to my dead
i could say what i want, q, bino got put in a blunt
free raf, tried to come to my block, started duckin’ the chop, almost died tryna pull him a stunt
like, n+ggas know how we get, walk up the block with the g on my hip
die l’zz, n+ggas knowin what’s up the fl!cks, it was multiple times they was duckin’ the grip, word to my dead
travis got hit in his leg, should have been in the back of his head
ray deady dead, s3 tried to come to my block, saw the spark and the lil’ n+gga fled
bino is dead, pop keep cappin’ and rappin’, n+gga was duckin’ his head
n+gga, word to my dead, we was givin’ the belt every trip, n+gga, go pick up 1k leg
stackz is a vic’, why the f+ck they keep suckin’ my d+ck? word to bro, i was throwin’ a fit, get off mdot d+ck
deady a d+ck, why the f+ck would he play with his gun? he a spliff
aj cut, wiki cut, edotty, noah, got beat to the blunt
they was stompin’ him out, started kickin’ his head to the pavement, like n+ggas goin’ for punts, word to my dead
we was troopin’ through mk, that sh+t sweet, like, word to bro, so we out to the kreeps
they keep talkin’ on bro, gotta throw on my cleats, word to bro, 48’ed the wokk, i’m elite
i’m with the makk, tryna blitz on the makk, but we smokin’ the makk, so it’s gettin’ confused
most of these n+ggas that mention me, most of them ducked, word to bro, n+ggas gettin’ abused
n+ggas pickin’ they sides? oyk, we ain’t wanna do it, now let’s play
double l nu, n+gga wiki got beat and got cut, word to bro, n+gga free baby a
everybody keep cappin’ and mentionin’ me, word to bro, i was outside bussin’ my g
n+gga, bino the pack of the last three years, he hit better than deady if you askin’ me
like, bro, fall back, like, word to bro, let me cl!ck on a makk
let me see me a makk, that’s gon do it for fatz, i’ma up off the hip, quickdraw and react
oyk, ogzk, i don’t wanna be cool, better stay where you at
n+ggas speakin’ on history, so we gon’ speak on the history now, n+gga talk on the facts, like
i ain’t never need n0body, i was walkin’ ’em down on my own body
tryna do it for nu, every time n+ggas spoke on that name, i ain’t never need n0body
pop keep rappin’, n+gga keep cappin’, that n+gga in jersey, that n+gga a homebody
bboy, joshy, shot in his face, they took it on the hop, they ain’t never shoot n0body, word to my dead
n+gga, thunder the pack, word to bro, i was thirteen, cl!ckin’ on makks
ask ace, n+gga lucky that he not a pack, ask nazzy, n+gga was duckin’ the gat
they ain’t never get back, all they doin’ is rap, n+gga jb keep rappin’ that n+gga a—
f+ck dotty and notti, the f+ck is a train? should’ve took him a bus, he went out to the stab, word to my dead

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