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yung 9 (dc) – game over lyrics

[intro]
([?] be k!lling ’em)
this that sh+t that you get up on your man and you just ride to
nah for real, 9
nah for real
9, nah for real
what i tell they ass, uh

[chorus]
i’ma keep f+cking up beats
get off the box i’ma f+ck up the streets
still maintaining i’m keeping that heat
four in the morning we ’bout to go creep
if i see a opp i’m ’bout to press delete
these n+ggas be fast really using their feet
bagging these n+ggas these n+ggas be sweet
k9 with me he shooting from three
we ’bout to f+ck up their block
brand new glock tryna test on the opps
hop out the car and we shooting nonstop
got hit with that glizzy that b+tch+n+gga shot, uh, uh
i’m ’bout to switch up the flow
kickdoor move n+ggas get on that floor
bеtter not move you know i’ma blow
another opp diеd and now we like “oh”
[verse]
these n+ggas be mad ’cause i’m f+cking their hoes
you think you gon’ get with me n+ggas it’s slow
we aiming at heads don’t aim at no toes
i told you i make it i spin in that rolls, royce
these n+ggas be knick
late night thugging just me and that switch
kidnap a n+gga throw his ass in a ditch
k!lling your ass don’t think that i’m mitch
[?] got them bags and i told [?], uh, uh
yeah you know that i’m cl!cking
ain’t spinning in a min’ and my finger be itching
headshot sh+t had b+tch+n+ggas twitching
i’m stuck with the men i ain’t doing no switching
we move like the mob we ain’t doing no snitching, uh, uh
yeah they know we on sh+t
i’m sending that sh+t and they’re ducking that sh+t
these n+ggas be lying they real getting spinned
how you a shooter and you never sinned?
time to go slide, you know that i’m in
i’m k!lling that n+gga don’t care if he kin, uh, uh
i’m ’bout to wipe that boy nose
slimey as sh+t it’s gon’ go how it go
i’m taking you down if you know then you know
we hopping out cars and we standing in roads
yeah, m3 sh+t, saying they spinned and now we like “when?”
we can’t get the vic’ then we hitting his men
got good aim might knock off his chin
can’t ever lose so i got for the win
youngings on sh+t keep tryna go spin, uh, uh
we ’bout to f+ck up their block
gen’ five glock with the switch and it rocks
[chorus]
i’ma keep f+cking up beats
get off the box i’ma f+ck up the streets
still maintaining i’m keeping that heat
four in the morning we ’bout to go creep
if i see a opp i’m ’bout to press delete
these n+ggas be fast really using their feet
bagging these n+ggas these n+ggas be sweet
k9 with me he shooting from three
we ’bout to f+ck up their block
brand new glock tryna test on the opps
hop out the car and we shooting nonstop
got hit with that glizzy that b+tch+n+gga shot, uh, uh
i’m ’bout to switch up the flow
kickdoor move n+ggas get on that floor
better not move you know i’ma blow
another opp died and now we like “oh”

[outro]
well

- yung 9 dc lyrics

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