Correction Paroles Forever on That(CORRECTED) par Dougie B

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They be like, "Dougie keep rappin', you done all the clappin'
Get money, you gotta be patient"
I be like, "F**k all the chattin', you know we not actin'
Give a f**k 'bout a deal, I'm on gang sh*t"
The way shawty, she shake it, she quick and off Henny and drinkin' no time to be wasted
Pretty boy swagger, a 'ooter could, never be basic
Money my time, yeah, I chase it
(And If I don't got it I need it, I get it, I take it
A.K.A. Sleezy, I'm sanctioned)
And If I don't got it I need it, I get it, I take it
A.K.A. Sleezy, I'm sanctioned
Ain't no f**kin' wit' me wit' the tweak, nah
F**kin' wit' me you can't tweak at the geek (never)
I spent this sh*t It's like water to me
So I'm upside the beat like a quarter wit' me
And I stay wit' Nina she ready to-
Look move, all you gon' hear is the "Shh"

Geek on the beat, I'm f**kin' it—
Tweak on the beat, I'm f**kin' it up (Enough)
DOA, ain't no f**kin' wit' us (You bum)
You dissin' and don't got no funds? (It's up)
We don't got the gun, you get jumped (On you)
Hands an' feet, we leavin' him slump
Geek on the beat, I'm f**kin' it-
Tweak on the beat, I'm f**kin' it up (Enough)
DOA, ain't no f**kin' wit' us
You dissin' and don't got no funds? (It's up)
We don't got the gun, he get jumped (On you)
Hands an' feet, we leavin' him slump
(Y'all n***as not f**kin' wit' the kid
Oh, this another thing, y'all b*t*hes be losin' me)
Oh, she jackin' the opps?
So, I see her, I beat her like pops
'Cause y'all b*t*hes losin' the kid
Big cup, sip water like triss
Big bucks, doubled up, blues on me like Crip
And these n***as be comedy
Catch 'em, we lay 'em, bangin' (Blood)
Stomp a n***a dazin', anxious
Brodie, he got it, I pay him
Dougie and Dougz, that's two different faces
Still show the love when I see the fake sh*t
Once I retaliate b*t*h, I'ma face it
Ten toes, EBK like Melly
DOA, 300, b*t*h, ain't no changin'

Geek on the beat, I'm f**kin' it—
Tweak on the beat, I'm f**kin' it up (Enough)
DOA, ain't no f**kin' wit' us
You dissin' and don't got no funds? (It's up)
We don't got the gun, he get jumped (On you)
Hands an' feet, we leavin' him slump

Free Kay Flock, you heard

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