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Don't Hang Wit Lames
by Da'villain357
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Don't hang wit lames I lurk on opponents
You bout da beef but you ain't up on it
You put da sleep
By foo foo opponents
My yoppa speak
To whoever want it
Pray we don't meet
If u my opponent
Plus when we meet
Don't turn ur back on me
You put to sleep
Dat easily homie
I keep a ruger
I am not lonely
Friends turna foes
Some fake and they phony
While loading dem tones
Ah pistol stay on me
Throw him ah bone and he sicking yo homies
Yo main got my phone don't know she lurkin for me
Mine enter the beef and u turna food
I run wit dem thugs and don't play by the rules
I'll flip it again and again and again
Doin the dash cause I gotta win
Dustin them bags like they fulla wind
Lust for bitch can't hit it again
Shoot for yo face When u gotta end
Mine gotta eat and dat it again
You put da sleep for dissin my kin
Yoppas hitchu and all of yo friends
We gone regroup and spin it again
Dustin dem clips like they never end
Count up da front and da backend again den
Count up da front and da backend again
Count up da front and da backend again den
Count up da front and da backend again
I Shoot for the face the case closed
Stacked up the bank the bank rolls
My shooters don't think
They flank foes
Go hard in da paint when I say so
Berserk off the one bout dem pesos
Lurkin around in a rang rov
Yoppas on deck when I say so
Rugers on deck now da case closed
Bitches on deck wit da paint clothes
And they on go when I say so
Still stackin still flippin still 10 toes
Now my neck and my wrist glows
Don't hang wit lames
I lurk on opponents
You bout da beef
But you ain't up on it
You put da sleep
By foo foo opponents
My yoppa speak
To whoever want it
Pray we don't meet
If u my opponent
Plus when we meet
Don't turn ur back on me
You put to sleep
Dat easily homie
I keep a ruger
I am not lonely
Friends turna foes
Some fake and the phony
While loadin dem tones
Ah pistolstay on me
Throw him ah bone he sicking yo homies
Yo main got my phone don't know she lurkin fo me
Mine enter the beef and u turna food
I run wit dem thugs and don't play by the rules
I'll flip it again and again and again
Doin dadash cause I gotta win
Don't hang wit lames I lurk on opponents
You bout da beef but you ain't up on it
You put da sleep
By foo foo opponents
My yoppa speak
To whoever want it
Pray we don't meet
If u my opponent
Plus when we meet
Don't turn ur back on me
You put to sleep
Dat easily homie
I keep a ruger
I am not lonely
Friends turna foes
Some fake and they phony
While loading dem tones
Ah pistol stay on me
Throw him ah bone and he sicking yo homies
Yo main got my phone don't know she lurkin for me
Mine enter the beef and u turna food
I run wit dem thugs and don't play by the rules
I'll flip it again and again and again
Doin the dash cause I gotta win
Dustin them bags like they fulla wind
Lust for bitch can't hit it again
Shoot for yo face When u gotta end
Mine gotta eat and dat it again
You put da sleep for dissin my kin
Yoppas hitchu and all of yo friends
We gone regroup and spin it again
Dustin dem clips like they never end
Count up da front and da backend again den
Count up da front and da backend again
Count up da front and da backend again den
Count up da front and da backend again
I Shoot for the face the case closed
Stacked up the bank the bank rolls
My shooters don't think
They flank foes
Go hard in da paint when I say so
Berserk off the one bout dem pesos
Lurkin around in a rang rov
Yoppas on deck when I say so
Rugers on deck now da case closed
Bitches on deck wit da paint clothes
And they on go when I say so
Still stackin still flippin still 10 toes
Now my neck and my wrist glows
Don't hang wit lames
I lurk on opponents
You bout da beef
But you ain't up on it
You put da sleep
By foo foo opponents
My yoppa speak
To whoever want it
Pray we don't meet
If u my opponent
Plus when we meet
Don't turn ur back on me
You put to sleep
Dat easily homie
I keep a ruger
I am not lonely
Friends turna foes
Some fake and the phony
While loadin dem tones
Ah pistolstay on me
Throw him ah bone he sicking yo homies
Yo main got my phone don't know she lurkin fo me
Mine enter the beef and u turna food
I run wit dem thugs and don't play by the rules
I'll flip it again and again and again
Doin dadash cause I gotta win