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Dusty Locane
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[Dusty Locane] I got Hitman on the beat Look Ayo OP, what's crackin' cuz? Haha, listen Corey Lingo, what's up man? f*ck what the D.A. told me Keep a stick on my hip, move doley In the hood talkin' shit like you know me Shu Shu hit 'em up, yo, OP Leave 'em leaking, slowly Shoot shots, bend blocks, Ginobili 20K up in the duffy, turn that nigga to a duppy Moët got me feeling bubbly He talk that smoke, gon' touch him He mad at his baddie, she love me I give her the dick, she lucky My Glock be riding in the front seat He talk that smoke, won't touch me Turn a nigga to a duppy Look at his brains, mushy [OnPointLikeOP] Know that I'm getting money (Breesh), none of these niggas could touch me (Nah) I did 30K on thе roll, nigga, that's fresh off a uppy (Upped it) Nigga, all my opps some hoеs, nigga they broke and musty (Ugh) Know that they ain't getting no money (Nah), told them kick it like rugby (Bitch) If I see an opp, whack a opp (Nigga), turn that boy to a duppy If I move with the treys (You know), or I'm rollin' with Dusty How you wanna do it? Shit could get ugly (p*ssy), yeah, I'm stuck in my ways Telling me ways to get to this shmoney (Nine-O), so I gotta get paid Traps for days, staying with gang (Hah), still stay on my block Rollin' with gang, diggin' through rains (Blaow), still slide on a opp Thirty-two shots all in my Glock (Don't want no thot) Thirty-two shots all in my Glock, roll with the opps, know you get shot, p*ssy f*ck what the D.A. told me Keep a stick on my hip, move doley In the hood talkin' shit like you know me Shu Shu hit 'em up, yo, OP Leave 'em leaking, slowly Shoot shots, bend blocks, Ginobili 20K up in the duffy, turn that nigga to a duppy Moët got me feeling bubbly He talk that smoke, gon' touch him He mad at his baddie, she love me I give her the dick, she lucky My Glock be riding in the front seat He talk that smoke, won't touch me Turn a nigga to a duppy Look at his brains, mushy [Dusty Locane] If you come walking down to Fifth, huh Then you better have your grip, look Thirty in him, then he flip, look In the trenches how we live Free Skrap out the cage, it's a run down 1090 to the Fifth, we don't play 'round M4 lift 'em up, he gon' lay down And we all from the Floss, that's the playground Send that nigga to his maker Drip sauce, flavor Walk down with a laser Sailing kites, get your cake up But now we back to this gang shit 6-Os and I'm sanctioned Stuff a nigga in the pavement And I'm missing arraignment I can't tolerate no bullshit Shu Shu be the movement And all my niggas keep a full clip Seen the opps, they ain't do shit (They scared, shit, haha, them niggas wasn't on no gang shit) I seen the opps, they ain't do shit (Look) f*ck what the D.A. told me Keep a stick on my hip, move doley In the hood talkin' shit like you know me Shu Shu hit 'em up, yo, OP Leave 'em leaking, slowly Shoot shots, bend blocks, Ginobili 20K up in the duffy, turn that nigga to a duppy Moët got me feeling bubbly He talk that smoke, gon' touch him He mad at his baddie, she love me I give her the dick, she lucky My Glock be riding in the front seat He talk that smoke, won't touch me Turn a nigga to a duppy Look at his brains, mushy
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