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Young Deezy

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Deezy
Gang
Bag winners, YMT, EDST
Let that shit be known, you heard me
GB
I be uh yeah
I be lurking, I be tweaking for a
I be thirsty, I be lurking
See its levels to this shit
I catch your ass up in the ocean with them bitches
Then you drowning with them, he got a pole
He ain't gonna blow
I was tryna score before the feds came out
Here searchin' for that boy bitch
He shoot out the whip, naw he ain't really slidin
They always talkin' shit from out their mouths, that's why they keep on dying
Like' nigga, you know I know that my life is grand theft auto
Spent like 20 times, you spent how many exactly, man
These niggas hiding
I done caught the player
Now I'm throwin' bullets, man, these niggas out your line
Up in traffic with Smitty and Turtle
I'm the truth and I promise on my dad grave
I ain't gotta lie, I heard they got a new recruiter
He the next hitman, mission complete
And he hittin' his targets
I tot a Glock with 26 hollows
Ben, don't tweak I'm stupid, use your head, don't lose it
Don't worry, I don't get stuck up in no jam
They say, Deezy gang, drop somethin
I came cuz all the opps out your dead already
You know how it go when we in them streets already
Don't let this new upcoming fame
That I got trick you out your fuckin' sleeve, nigga
I'm like, boom, boom, boom
You heard my hollows beat, twistin' up his skull
Like it's fuckin' dreadlocks
Never fold and I play my cards right
And I don't hesitate to stop and red lights
At night, out on bond three felonies
Was dismissed, it's cool
I turn that goofy into memories
On the highway, hittin' the dash
From Jacksonville to New Orleans
I was hittin' 105, these niggas goofy
Ain't even cut for real
I be quiet, cuz I know that the shit I live
That can really haunt me
Doom, Doom, Doom, Doom
Pick your mans up off the Ames Congress
Cuz he tryna slide
Thought he was bout to be the next hitman to get me
Because he heard what
I be thirsty, I be lurkin
See his level to the shit
I kept your ass up in the ocean
Then you drownin' with them bitches, he got a pole
I was tryna score before the feds came out here
Searching' for me
Huh
Gang
Huh
You know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga
Don't forget B.O.B
Yeah
Run it up, Rico

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