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dcg brothers - crank dat lyrics

[intro: dcg bsavv]
yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep
uh, uh, uh_huh
look, uh, tell ’em to crank that
tell ’em to—, alright
yeah, yeah, uh, oh, look

[verse 1: dcg bsavv]
n_gga, i’m so hot right now, i’m fifty_five hundred degrees
as soon as i make me a step, it’s nothin’ but steppers and k!llers that follow my lead (never lied)
i’ve seen it all up in his eyes, that n_gga was shaking like trees when it’s following leaves (shakin’ like huh?)
as long as you got your gun, we gon’ have fun, you just gotta up in the seat (up that b_tch)
the last n_gga play with my guys, his ass got fried, we left his sh_t under thе seat
we scorin’ on sh_t like thе heat
i got in this whip and shot his b_tch ass through the seat (shot him, huh?)
i’m [?] how whenever i creep, pull up in a jeep and then pull off in a ski (i’m ski’d in this b_tch)
you know behind this b_tch, it’s just me and lee (what?), we roll him ’til this b_tch eat (b_tch gon’ what?)
don’t make me hop out of this b_tch on both of my feet and show you somethin’ more than a beat (more than a beat)
n_gga, all my sh_t hard, i slap so bad, i’m thinkin’ ’bout droppin’ some leaks (wow)
you gotta watch how you rockin’ with n_ggas, ’cause all of these n_ggas don’t rock like me (nah, they don’t)
i really was wonderin’ on my block with some older n_ggas that’ll put your ass six feet (put ya down)
this sh_t gettin’ gone however, we sellin’ whatever to n_ggas who think this cheap (think this cheap)
i don’t beef over all these beats, a n_gga hit me, i’m chargin’ ridiculous feats (n_gga, what?)
see, my opps so d_mn bogus, y’all do got a head, but they come shootin’ at feet (h_ll nah)
i been eatin’ so godd_mn good, my back got big, i don’t ever think it’s gon’ shrink
you lovin’ that ho and she f_ckin’ the guys, that pain is not for the weak (wow)
i got off my ass and ran up a bag, your broke ass can’t make a g (broke ass)
we rolled us a n_gga for speakin’ on lil’ homie, now the vic’ ain’t got no t__th (ain’t got no grill)
when i’m in the hood, i don’t really do much talk ’cause my opps right up the street
[interlude: dcg shun]
alright, for sure
big savv, these n_ggas be right up the street, we’ll walk ’em n_ggas
they right up—, we’ll walk ’em
let’s go, let’s—, let’s do it

[verse 2: dcg shun]
i’m scorin’ on n_ggas like td’s (yeah)
we spin n_ggas block like a cd (spin)
my fans keep tellin’ me drop, what y’all want? a body? or want a new ep? (scary)
i really been hangin’ with tg (woo)
they shootin’ at goofies like grigri (woo)
she wanna f_ck me and my b_tch, i declined that sh_t, hm, bd (b_tch)
i’m finna get to the bass, and we drink ’42, i don’t need no chaser (at all)
lil’ bro so high, he done popped four bars tryna use his phone, he don’t need no data (yeah)
i’ll get you slimed out, i’ll get you k!lled right now, i don’t need no paper (huh)
huh, you ridin’? be the key to my jeep (let’s ride)
opps hidin’, they the goal to my seek (hidin’)
when we slide, n_gga, push up your seat, i’ma stay up all night, get the lo’ and go creep (creep, creep)
right now, i’m finna lower my heat, when the bros outside, hit the h_rn, two beeps (beep, beep, beep)
ayy, we pressure
n_gga wanna tweak with the gang, we left him (left his ass)
i just caught me an opp at the bar, i’ma buy him a shot, then shoot up his tesla (grrah, grrah)
my shorty drink blood for breakfast (she do)
i’m feedin’ him money for dinner (lil’ bro)
i know i can count on shorty, if i send lil’ bro, you won’t see no spittle (yeah)
why the f_ck would i shoot out a rental? (yeah)
free thug, i’ma walk up and get him (yeah)
if i gave you some work, i’ma come and collect my sh_t like you one of my tenants (yeah)
the first body came off my mission (yeah)
you went viral off one of my mentions (yeah)
that b_tch cool that you with right now, but back in the day, she was one of my b_tches, n_gga
congrats, we made it
i spent a hundred, ain’t check my savings
she f_cked me and ain’t check my age, she ain’t never block me ’cause she checked my page (ha)
i know a b_tch with a big_ass back, she a big_ass liar, she snitched on bae (rat)
post your block, i’ma swing with drac’, keep postin’ that drac’, come swing your k (yeah, yeah)
he just bought him a car, he feelin’ today (what?)
he post it today, we gon’ steal it today (steal it)
i might just let him come get it today
we tryna go spin in it today, p_ssy
[outro: dcg shun]
lil’_ass boy
we tryna go—, tryna go spin
yeah, tryna go, oh, spin

- dcg brothers lyrics

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