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letra de pup - dd osama

[intro: dd osama]
yeah, ayy, these n-ggas mad, they see you up
i done ran me up a big bag, but know that ain’t enough
yeah, ayy, on bro, but know that ain’t enough
i did and probably f-cked your b-tch last night, that ho ain’t make me nut

[verse 1: luh tyler]
yeah, we made it to the top now, we get into them blues
n-gga know we steady takin’ dubs, no, we won’t ever lose
jump up on the mic, i beat it up, i give that b-tch a bruise
yeah, we gon’ run that paper, just stack it to the roof
yeah, stack it to the roof, we gettin’ paid, ain’t nothin’ knew
she tryna kick it, kung fu, i told that lil’ b-tch, “come through”
yeah, yeah, come get your b-tch she tryna kick
got n-ggas mad, we up that tick
talk ’bout that motion, you little creech
n-ggas run they mouth but they get quiet when it’s ’bout that bag
like, i walk up in the store and buy they [?] check the tag
n-ggas hate to see you doin’ good, that sh-t [?] be sad
n-ggas spendin’ bread on hoes, you know they goin’ flat
yeah, n-ggas goin’ flat
we get bread and that’s a fact, i dropped that bag and get it back
that fake sh-t, man, get rid of that
[?] always in my pack and ain’t worry, bronem got my back
we ran it up, we got ’em rad
that n-gga cap he ain’t into that
[chorus: luh tyler]
he jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ’bout motion
all that just a bluff
n-gga i done touched [?] now i need more, that ain’t enough
n-gga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
they be trying to hold you down, these n-ggas mad to see you up
he jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ’bout motion
all that just a bluff
n-gga i done touched some paper now i need more, that ain’t enough
n-gga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
they be trying to hold you down, these n-ggas mad to see you up

[post chorus: luh tyler]
yeah, n-gga, they don’t wanna see you doin’ good
they ain’t believe, i knew i could
run them bands up as i should
i roll exotic in the ‘wood
that paper, know i’m runnin’ to it
your [?] through it
yeah, n-ggas know how we do it

[chorus: luh tyler]
he jumped, he jumped on the mic and rapped ’bout motion
all that just a bluff
n-gga i done touched some paper now i need more, that ain’t enough
n-gga actin’ like he big dog, know he just a pup
they be trying to hold you down, these n-ggas mad to see you up
[verse 3: dd osama]
yeah, ayy, these n-ggas mad, they see you up
i done ran me up a big bag, but know that ain’t enough
yeah, ayy, on bro, but know that ain’t enough
i did and probably f-cked your b-tch last night, that ho ain’t make me nut
grrah, bang, b-tch, like, what’s the word?
me, luh tyler on the scene we[?] listening to durk
i ain’t playin’ wit’ y’all, y’all lil’ boys don’t put in work
and i’m from that side of town where my n-ggas put sh-t on shirts
on bro, yeah, ayy, they like, “dd, chill”
focus on your music, run up the bag ’til you touch a mill’
i told ’em, “it’s gon’ take a while,” but lately, it’s not stayin’ still
the numbers keep on rackin’ up, so now i want a new deal
on bro, b-tch, and i don’t pop no pills
i just smoke that i can’t feel my face, like i don’t got a will
like i don’t got a will, let’s go to the hills
man, i’m tryna go to cali’ and i’m tryna touch the mill’

- dd osama

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