Correction Paroles Dealership par Dougie B

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Pistol bullets, they making them hop
Don't wanna box, bullets making them drop (Every opp shot)
Like EBK, DOA's in the spot
If he moving slimey, we wipin' his snot
Pop a yellow, I beat up the box
She spot a Flock, now she greetin' the block
Ain't no switchin', I swear it's no other
Kay Kay Jackie, I'm moving like Tucker
Baddie she shakin', no, I cannot love her (Shake that sh*t)
Fell in love with her, I'm shooting it under
Notti gon' flock 'em, he don't need a number
Think they buggin' but we going dumber
Oh, she givin' them n***as the drop?
It timе to line him, we linkin' or not?
Think we f**kin' but shе gettin' shot
Bullets is punchin', they knockin' her box
I call Gotti for addys and thots
Scottie2Hottie, he clearin' the spot
We get muddy, we don't do Ciroc
Shawty she limpin' of the patty bop
I'm the Flocka promotin' the violence
Rappin' and sliding, I don't do the hidin'
DOA here, let me know if you slidin'
Why you cappin'? Why you lying?
I'ma show off, n***as got me boxin'
That .40 on me, ain't no time for no boxin'
Gotta be careful 'cause n***as be watchin'
Get out the hood, you ain't got a option
F**k a choice, that's a must
All my opps broke, they ain't gettin' no gust
DOA winnin', runnin' it up
Opps mad, 'cause them n***as ain't f**kin' wit' us, like
DOA in the spot and we stickin' it up
Every opp gettin' shot 'cause we don't give a f**k
Ready to blitz, where the opps at?
If I pa** it to Kay, he gon' flock that
N***as dissin', never got back
I wanna know when y'all n***as gon' stop that
Get me a knocker, you won't get your knock back
You not the type of n***a that's gon' flock that
Ayo Flock, they pu**y
Ayo Dougie, they rookie
Kenzo on sight, dare a n***a book me
I be crippin' like a n***a tookie
Don't you push me, if an opp in the spot then I'm breakin' him up like a cookie
Been on that sh*t, give a f**k what you heard
I get paid like the first second in the third
Jackin' fours, we doin' you dirt'
See the fifth, she liftin' her skirt
I'm on SixSev', where the perks?
Bend through the eight and I'm goin' berserk
I got nine in the clip, one in the head
Ten bullets leave 'em hurt
I'on care what you did 'cause we did it first
Bend through the Well, I'm makin' a shirt
Now they asking', why somebody hurt
Talk on bro, now you dead in the dirt
Rappin' and drillin', we do this for real
I can get n***as popped like a pill
In the field, it get real, bald head kid, look like lil' bill
Spinnin' them blocks and taking them deals
Now that n***a smokin' and poppin' them pills
Totin' Sally, you a liar
Bad lil' b*t*h name, "Witney", fire
Still got it, she ain't never expire
Ready set go, fire
Now everything dead, suck my d**k, i'on care what you said
And I know you mad, you got hit in ya' head
And you never got back, needa go take a rest
N***a pu**y, on the set
If I want you dead, I'm aimin' for heads
This knock gon' rock 'em, put 'em to bed
Ya opps in the box, take it to the head
Lotta n***as want me dead
For a bag, go get you some bread
These n***as be hatin' on some sh*t that I had
And that's how I know these n***as never had-
I got off my a** and got me a bag
Mommy ain't buy me none of this sh*t
I was on the road, countin' chips
I ain't broke, I ain't rich
Load a .95 in this b*t*h, got thirty rounds in this clip
Call up Kenzo, I'm ready to blitz
Slide on the opps, I pray i'on miss, grrah
Don't run, don't fall, don't trip, don't slip
I'ma hop out the car, throwin' like six
He jackin' OY, i'ma do him like Mitch
I'ma flock, Won't stop 'til I see a n***a body drop
Pistol bullets, they making them hop
Don't wanna box, bullets making them drop, like (Every opp shot)
EBK, DOA's in the spot
If he moving slimey, we wipin' his snot
Pop a yellow, I beat up the box
She spot a Flock, now she greetin' the block
Ain't no switchin', I swear it's no other
Kay Kay Jackie, I'm moving like Tucker
Baddie she shakin', no, I cannot love her (Shake that sh*t)
Fell in love with her, I'm shooting it under
Notti gon' flock 'em, he don't need a number
Think they buggin' but we going dumber
Oh, she givin' them n***as the drop?
They came to line him, we linkin' or not?

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