Correction Lyrics Hellcats & Trackhawks by Lil Durk

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I remember claiming Dipset (Let's get it)
I had some b*t*hes on my line, I told them b*t*hes get they lips wet (b*t*h, get your lips wet)
Lock that door, where them bowls at? (Let's get it)
Search for his gun, where his pole at? (Where his pole at?)
We on his ass, where his shows at? (Where his shows at?)
He get away, we on his ass, where he parole at? (Where hе parole at?)
I be hatin' when thеse rappers, call these rappers brothers (Brothers)
Only The Family in my eyes, b*t*h, we got each other (Yeah)
I popped a Perc' and drunk a gallon, man, that hurt my stomach (Man, what?)
Doin' the dash inside the Lamb', that sh*t had make me vomit (Yeah, yeah)
f**k from the back, I pull her hair, she screamin' while she c*mmin' (She c*mmin')
Got foenem' G-locks, they be clutchin' every time they servin' (Gang)
With all that rah-rah, like you like that, come around, you nervous (On gang)
Sneaky talkin' like you like that, now you actin' turtle (On gang)
Yeah, you ain't like that, you ain't catch a murder
Opps be threatenin' me in my DM, we ain't never worried (We ain't never worried)
Bleed, free Lil Steve, yeah, I call him Curry (Curry)
He be to himself but he'll catch a murder (Catch a murder)
I'm smokin' weed, I don't f**k with dirty (f**k with dirty)
Can't trust a E, 'cause these b*t*hes dirty ('Cause these b*t*hes dirty)
I feel like Gleesh when I clutch my .30 (Uh)
Get out the streets, b*t*h, you touchin' thirty (Touchin', uh)
Deeski been trappin', he just touched a thirty (Touched a—, uh)
Rich O be cappin' but you know that brodie (Yeah)
Uh, ayy Booka put the switch on for me broski (Broski)
Uh, these n***as lookin' like these n***as know me (Know me)
Yeah, you ain't my brodie, you ain't my dawg or homie (Homie)
We got poppin', now they all our homies (Gang)
I just had a threesome with two thick b*t*hes (Let's get it)
They just suckin' d**k 'cause I don't lick b*t*hes (Gang, gang)
He know I f**ked his BM, now he sick with it (Gang, gang, gang)
Shot in his sh*t so when he spit, you know he twitch with it
Hellcats and Trackhawks (Let's get it)
They got Timmy on the turn-off and the blast-off (Go)
He went and got caught for that body, took his mask off (Take is mask off)
She a ungrateful lil' b*t*h, I take her ass off (Take her ass off)
Give me them titties back (b*t*h)
They call my phone like, "Get them glizzys back", b*t*h
Tell your favorite rapper we ain't feelin' that, b*t*h
Tell your favorite trapper we ain't hearin' that (Let's get it)
He want four thou' but I got two, so n***a give me that (Man, give me that)
This stick up easy, this sh*t pity pie (This sh*t pity pie)
Know how I bleed, this where my city at (Where my city at)
I'm from the 'Raq, you know it's litty there (You know it's litty there)
I ain't never bleed, that rapper get me there (Yeah)

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