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splitzthreesixty - ddos lyrics

[intro]
+old head tryna hawk sh+t down talkin’ bout get on that car
i move the pack like a saint, you get sent to mars
think you won’t get touched, you ain’t gon’ make sh+t far
uh, that n+gga died tryna diss
put five plus five in the kris vec clip and i bet on my son i won’t miss
and i’ve just been thumbin’ these blues, you would think that i’m rollin’ with crips
and these n+ggas talking with fight words, but i bet they ain’t be usin’ they fists
if you want a problem, we could get into it, but don’t think about your kids
cause you ain’t gon’ see em’ until they grow up and i hit em’ with wes and smith

[verse one]
uh, that n+gga died tryna box
i got a tat for my dead bro, these b+tch n+ggas, tryna say they was locked
b+tch, i was duckin’ the feds, had to scratch off g in thе case of the lock
i’m tryna do some numbеrs, i ain’t tryna be in a cell like flock
i’m in that cell like block, these n+ggas play too much, get popped
i was down bad on c+ck, you never looked at the devil, allah
n+ggas gon’ heat that block with a wi+fi plug, better pray we don’t dox
and i got a glock switched out for a chop, i just got pray it don’t lock
old head tryna hawk sh+t down talkin’ bout get on that car
i move the pack like a saint, you get sent to mars
think you won’t get touched, you ain’t gon’ make sh+t far

[verse two]
uh, that n+gga died tryna diss
put five plus five in the kris vec clip and i bet on my son i won’t miss
and i just been thumbin’ these blues, you would think that i’m rollin’ with crips
and these n+ggas talkin’ with fight words, but i bet they ain’t be usin’ they fists
if you want a problem, we could get into it, but don’t think about your kids
cause you ain’t gon’ see em’ until they grow up and i hit em’ with wes and smith
these hoes be makin’ me mad, these hoes steady talkin’ bout d+ck
these hoes never been checked up, if not, can’t suck my d+ck

- splitzthreesixty lyrics

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