letra de ricky - d dae
[intro]
it’s d dae
(ayosam)
“rickyyy!!”
[verse 1: d dae]
yo , c-hii , i shoot we shoot (boom)
we gon’ spin to the third, right by the zoo
trynna catch us a gunna
like, he can get boomed , no thunder (grrrrrrt)
i’m maccin’ and ballin’
i’m with c-hii and we rollin’ up dead opps ,yeah we be high
he like “d dae just hop out the v and let three fly”
and they gon’ be mad cus they know we ride
we gon’ spin through the opps like a relay
hop out the v they start running like free slay
when i get to growing n—
and i don’t got blizzy i’m yelling out “broka” (yo swerv what up?)
n—-s getting packed up with a face shot so that’s no id (grrt)
get back gang, we strong like tеsla n— (baow baow)
get dropped on the hook , but today i ain’t fighting n—
(gang gang gang)
so i camе with a knock so big it’d lock down a lion n—-
(everything dead)
it’d knock down a what..? like, it’d knock down a , like , like
stop thinking you tough n—-
i got some demons now they with the buff n— (at all)
like, let’s go post up on they strip
let’s so see who with the sh-ts (p-ssy)
like, grrrt
gang gang gang (gang gang gang)
gang gang gang (gang gang gang)
[verse 2: c-hii]
like , why would i miss? (like why?)
pull up , i’m dumping that sh-t, anybody get hit (grrt)
like, n—-s still running, they rick
if i don’t got the gun know i’m totin’ the bl!ck (gang gang gang)
got swervvo , he totin’ this stick
pass it to d dae know brodie assist (know brodie assist)
got swervvo , he totin’ this stick
like, one false move , .32 off his hip , like (grrrt)
like, f-ck that. i see a shh i’mma up that
bullets they hit up his body that’s good pack (good pack)
like , doa gang b-tch we get back (b-tch we get back)
and brodie said “d-mn, let three flock”
[?] k , we don’t f-ck with no gz , ya (the drilly)
hollows they hit up his neck if he gz , ha
die oy smoking kane , n—s be high (grrt baow baow)
ya mans got packed , ain’t spin’ n— shots fired
n—- i’m spinnin’ for grape so i’m top five. (b-tch, so im top five)
gang, gang gang gang
(like n—- , like what?)
[verse 3: swervo loc]
if you run to the cops, i don’t wanna beef
n—- we really in the streets
don’t got the chop you get punched to defeat, like
no i ain’t talking no sweep
spin through the opps we was just two deep
like, bro will send shots out the v
that n—- get hit, he get put on a tee, like
like , we moving real cautious
it’s a opp thot, bullets they hit up her body
tell brodie she had an abortion
like, talkin’ on jb n—- , i’mma start tossin’
c-hii in the cut so you better not force it
spin through the back , wet you up like a faucet
big knock’s in my pants and i ain’t gonna toss it
[outro]
(baow baow baow)
(gang, gang gang gang n—)
(suck my d-ck)
(f-ck y’all p-ssy ass n—-s talkin’ bout)
(blaygang,sevgang,ballin’ like jb inna blay neighborhood)
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