Correction Lyrics No Games by Double Lz

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6 Shell
Yo Scratcha, show this
Shoot him, shoot him
No games when bro one-two'ed him
Spin that ride and I pray I don’t lose him
Smoking together, I ain't talking about 2sing
Cruising, cruising
Hop out the ride and boot it
This life that I live is amusing
But my shorty don't want me to do this

Shoot him, shoot him
No games when bro one-two’ed him
Spin that ride and I pray I don't lose him
Smoking together, I ain't talking about 2sing
Hella bootings, 'ootings
No comment, I dunno who would do this
Back the habbad, I won't freeze when I use it
Spin 'round the 9, and we get round the 2's quick
Ay, ay
Cruising, cruising
Still hop out the ride and boot it
This life that I live is amusing
But my shorty don't want me to do this
Tell her it’s cool, I know how to do this
You got to live the life that you’re choosing
Bruck that dots I'm slapping in two quick
Kush don’t care, spin the ride, like who's this

I done lurk on blocks, get guap nonstop
I'll do it broad day on a causjy
When man I'm alone I’m working my phone, like little bro said they're patties
I ain't got no fear, I'll get round there on a 1-2's bike with a swammy
Already done it with Lerkz on a 1-2's bike, it was bait broad day with a rammy

Ay, Kreepz hopped out nearly got one, pop one, would've been ga**ed if he shot one
Broski missed his snuff and we circle back, catch man in the long run
Press on the gas, no cap
Jump out on an opp, like yo, do you want some?
Gotta go there 'cause the opps there won't come
Lean and bop, pop pop and drop one

Lean and bop, gun lean and drop
Better watch your head if you speak to the opps
Lurk on curbs till we squeezing it off
Hella crack on crack, come fiending for shots
Beat that off, beat that off
Three got got in a week, no toss
If beef was league OFB's on top
Get chased on the streets, my G don't stop

I gotta trap full time, sent a text from my Nokia
3 for a 20 for 4:25 first call and it came from Sonia
I been up late nights so when I'm at home I can't sleep like I got insomnia
So I'm forced just to ride and look for an opper
Move frog [?] and I run man down in my jogger
Jump out the ride, throw corn, not shade
Tape that mains or I'm taping estates
Tryna send shots like the Lakers game
It was RIP Lampz, then he faded away
L2 to the dome, wake and bake
Shave that bait and evade that case
Back in the hood go Kate's and shakes
Shorty wants me, can't make her bait

Shoot him, shoot him
No games when bro one-two'ed him
Spin that ride and I pray I don't lose him
Smoking together, I ain't talking about 2sing
Hella bootings, 'ootings
No comment, I dunno who would do this
Back the habbad, I won't freeze when I use it
Spin 'round the 9, and we get round the 2's quick
Ay, ay
Cruising, cruising
Still hop out the ride and boot it
This life that I live is amusing
But my shorty don't want me to do this
Tell her it's cool, I know how to do this
You got to live the life that you're choosing
Bruck that dots I'm slapping in two quick
Kush don't care, spin the ride, like who's this
Red dot on your head, no make up
Better wake up cause you ain't no paki
Bro ran off and left his akhi
I need new buds I can mix with baccy
Four door on the lurk get slappy
Think my heads chipped, I been moving tappy
Plug, said he got dark no cracky, I need it together like Daps and Klappy

The hood gets hopped when Frog goes "ribbit"
Switch it, switch it, dig it and rip it
Lift it, click it, hop off fling it
Or we throw corn from the bruck down Civic
In jail I was fisting, kicking
Swing this plug, tryna spill some liquid
Have man running, pushing and tripping
When we roll up, slap two where you're chilling

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