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lil durk – should’ve ducked كلمات اغاني

[intro: lil durk]
dj fmct
ayy, they told me i can’t be around no gang members
y’all got me f_cked up, n_gga
i go everywhere with my k!llers, man
dj bandz, oh, man
yeah, let’s get it

[verse 1: lil durk & pooh shiesty]
throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast (yeah)
we don’t like slow sh_t, on hits, them switchers (brrt) fast (gang)
ain’t gon lie, the city haul with strikers, they don’t last (turn up)
when you poppin’ with your k!llers, you better check your guys (man, what)
we don’t party on other blocks, they f_ck with other opps (let’s get it)
then come ’round like you gang, that got your brother shot (brrah)
you say his namе inside a song, that got your brother hot (let’s gеt it)
then leave him hangin’ without a lawyer, that sh_t dumb as f_ck (p_ssy)
you come outside without your gun, lil’ boy, you dumb as f_ck (dumb as f_ck)
ain’t no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (brrah)
i told my po through the gate that i get high as f_ck (i get high as f_ck)
she ask me how high do i get, i told her high as duck (tooka)
my brother told me get some property, i kept gettin’ glockies (gettin’ glocks)
i told him i only drink wocky, he say i’m gettin’ c_cky (let’s get it)
all them b_tches wanna f_ck me, i don’t give them money
one b_tch thought i told her, “yeah,” i said, “you better block me”
he survived one to the head, but it f_cked up his body
you think he off a eight or red the way that n_gga noddin’
he don’t even know ’bout drugs, he sell lean, oxycontin
you tryna judge him off his looks, that lil’ boy actually robbin’
man, he talkin’ ’bout gang in this b_tch (why he callin’, talkin’ ’bout gang?)
he ain’t get back from that one sh_t, man his gang ain’t on sh_t
‘fonem posted up outside, dracos hanging and sh_t
before he died, his ass a goofy, now he famous and sh_t (brrr, brrr, brrr)
[verse 2: pooh shiesty]
i’m king draco, got my name off drilling, check the record, b_tch (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
if p_ssy dropped this song about me, he get found without his d_ck
send off a bag ’bout my lil’ cousin, they fakin’, they’ll call the quits
they made me mad enough, i spin through there myself, say the wrong sh_t
might still sip when i get low, but i prefer wock over trip
f_cked up and let me in the door, i went fully on auto sticks
i’m mr. slime ’em out, i caught his backdoor, unlocked on the l!ck
or mr. leave no evidence, know my criminal book h_lla thick (on god)
you n_ggas goose, ain’t got no gun
you went away, your ass is dumb
i’m on my sixth moncler this winter, i couldn’t wait to get some money
my lil’ n_gga up four souls, he caught two dressed up like a junkie
they thought i was just rappin’
lately, murder gang, that sh_t ain’t funny
you know the murder gang, they come through, that sh_t ain’t funny
i’m locked in with hunters, from the god, got k!llers ’round the country
i might don’t need to slime ’em out, just be yourself and stay 300
we get money monday through sat_rday, pray to trey day every sunday
my clique tied up in the field, won’t never hear me go out runnin’
post up a pic like i’m in la, but the whole time i’m with gun
we ain’t tryna keep hearin’ ’bout that sh_t you did, go get active again
it’s either eat or get ate on my side, i’ma f_ck the drops and go and spin
three and o, we skunkin’ sh_t, get one more k!ll, conceal the win
beef with us, won’t never land ’till y’all get hit up with them pens
can’t come around unless you get a body, chopper, f&n
we caught one of them p_ssies drunk, he died before he dropped the hint
got ’bout ten whips in my garage and still don’t know what to get in
take all the embers out the cat, tint out the window ‘fore i spin (shh, brrr, tint out the window ‘fore i spin, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)

- lil durk

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