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RIP DEM BOYS
by Dré Baby
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Look, ayy, free my dawg, they Tryna give him life
Lord know that shit ain't right
And you'll think that bitch came With my outfit
Way I wear my pipe
'Cause I can't go nowhere without It
I promise
They won't take me from my kids
And I put that on my keys
Outta town every chance I get
'Cause I don't like being in the Place that I live
Be a dad soon as I get home
'Cause I don't like being away from My kids
All they cappin' these niggas be Doing
I swear they might as well work For Lids
Cous' home he did his bid
And for Jim we scream Long Live
R.I.P them boys
Jim, Quinton, Mark, Mack, I Swear we need them boys
We been them boys
Couple niggas changed on me, I Don't need them boys
Had to leave them boys
Money all in my way, now I can't See them boys
Hear 'em saying the shit that they Did
But it's real hard to believe them Boy
Them fake vibes
Me and my niggas, we mobbed Tied
They hating on us so hard
That shit should be a hate crime
Free bro, I wish we could FaceTime
And I know this shit gon' take Time
And I grind all day, can't waste Time
Got your bitch on my line, can't Make time
Sometime this shit get stressful
Sometime these woods ain't Helpful
Getting money but I need extra
If Rap don't work, we BMFing
And no I can't fuck with niggas That act like hoes
They PMSing
And yeah I fucked your hoe bust Down
That bitch no VVSs
Little guy but I'm finna make big Moves
And I never gave a fuck how a Bitch move
Always bringing up my name
Tryna figure me out
Lil nigga them bitch moves
Long Live my dog I miss you
Sometimes I wish I was with you
I remember when we had the same Pistol
Shit we probably even fucked the Same bitch too
That's just the way it go
Ain't beefing over bitches
When we slaying hoes
I'm laying low
'Cause I know half these niggas
Wanna take my soul
I play my role
'Cause I know how it is
And how this game go
Huh
And free my motherfucking
And free my dawg
They tryna give him life
Lord know that shit ain't right
And you'll think that bitch came With my outfit
Way I wear my pipe
'Cause I can't go nowhere without It
I promise
They wont take me from my kids
And I put that on my keys
Outta town every chance I get
'Cause I don't like being in the place that I live
Be a dad soon as I get home
'Cause I don't like being away from My kids
All that cappin' these niggas be Doing
I swear they might as well work for Lids
Cous' home he did his bid
And for Jim we scream long live
R.P. them boys
Ayy, ayy, ayy
R.P. them boys
Yes
Ayy
R.P. them boys
Jim, Quinton, Mark, Mack
I swear we need them boys
We been them boys
Couple niggas change on me
I don't need them boys
Had to leave them boys
Money all in my way
Now I can't see them boys
Heard them saying the shit that They did
But it's real hard to believe them Boys
Look, ayy, free my dawg, they Tryna give him life
Lord know that shit ain't right
And you'll think that bitch came With my outfit
Way I wear my pipe
'Cause I can't go nowhere without It
I promise
They won't take me from my kids
And I put that on my keys
Outta town every chance I get
'Cause I don't like being in the Place that I live
Be a dad soon as I get home
'Cause I don't like being away from My kids
All they cappin' these niggas be Doing
I swear they might as well work For Lids
Cous' home he did his bid
And for Jim we scream Long Live
R.I.P them boys
Jim, Quinton, Mark, Mack, I Swear we need them boys
We been them boys
Couple niggas changed on me, I Don't need them boys
Had to leave them boys
Money all in my way, now I can't See them boys
Hear 'em saying the shit that they Did
But it's real hard to believe them Boy
Them fake vibes
Me and my niggas, we mobbed Tied
They hating on us so hard
That shit should be a hate crime
Free bro, I wish we could FaceTime
And I know this shit gon' take Time
And I grind all day, can't waste Time
Got your bitch on my line, can't Make time
Sometime this shit get stressful
Sometime these woods ain't Helpful
Getting money but I need extra
If Rap don't work, we BMFing
And no I can't fuck with niggas That act like hoes
They PMSing
And yeah I fucked your hoe bust Down
That bitch no VVSs
Little guy but I'm finna make big Moves
And I never gave a fuck how a Bitch move
Always bringing up my name
Tryna figure me out
Lil nigga them bitch moves
Long Live my dog I miss you
Sometimes I wish I was with you
I remember when we had the same Pistol
Shit we probably even fucked the Same bitch too
That's just the way it go
Ain't beefing over bitches
When we slaying hoes
I'm laying low
'Cause I know half these niggas
Wanna take my soul
I play my role
'Cause I know how it is
And how this game go
Huh
And free my motherfucking
And free my dawg
They tryna give him life
Lord know that shit ain't right
And you'll think that bitch came With my outfit
Way I wear my pipe
'Cause I can't go nowhere without It
I promise
They wont take me from my kids
And I put that on my keys
Outta town every chance I get
'Cause I don't like being in the place that I live
Be a dad soon as I get home
'Cause I don't like being away from My kids
All that cappin' these niggas be Doing
I swear they might as well work for Lids
Cous' home he did his bid
And for Jim we scream long live
R.P. them boys
Ayy, ayy, ayy
R.P. them boys
Yes
Ayy
R.P. them boys
Jim, Quinton, Mark, Mack
I swear we need them boys
We been them boys
Couple niggas change on me
I don't need them boys
Had to leave them boys
Money all in my way
Now I can't see them boys
Heard them saying the shit that They did
But it's real hard to believe them Boys