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letra de exposing me remix - douwey4, king keevo, dsco

[intro: king keevo]
keevo, huh
ain’t no exposing me
i got through by makin’ this b-tch mad
dsco whatchu’ want
you kno’ what the f-ck goin’ on
aye, you know we getbackgang forreal
gang (hahaha)
ain’t kno’ what the f-ck goin on man, ah?
getbackgang, getbackgang
getbackgang, getbackgang
[verse 1: king keevo]
ain’t no exposing me, 50 in the glock, out that b-tch you won’t get close to me
everytime we called them out, we bagged them like some groceries
that lil b-tch is fat, her n-gga aiming but he lookin up to me
the day he went jealous, but that b-tch gave the guns to me
the way that rollie sit up on my wrist likе it was made for me
[?], that’s the policе chasin’ me
he ask me where i’m from, i told his ass that i was made [?]
eyes red as h-ll, i’m high as f-ck, but i’m still rollin’ weed
[?] got some b-tches like my [?], this sh-t chokin me
lil bang got shot 3 more times, [?], and he still need surgery
backshot, faceshot, headshot, caught ’em where he wasn’t supposed to be
i don’t know if i can [?], no b-tch, don’t wait for me
30 in the glizzy, all on that lie, b-tch this a .33
for douwey on your ass, for trippin’ on foe nem, he gon’ need that surgery
spazz a n-gga, chasin’ [?] racks, and make ’em pay the fee
they say i went too hard on that, go crazy

[verse 2: dsco]
these shooters don’t blame them, [?] no sh-t
lil mister no lackin’, but he got caught lackin’
lil don got set-up by his old b-tch
we gon camp on ‘dat sh-t, like it’s our sh-t
[?] still for that hot sh-t
spot ’em, go shake ’em like drumsticks
f-ck [?], shorty go [?]

[verse 3: douwey4]
and they better run when they see me
we don’t wanna see dre on tv
[?], one time
four shoot, [?]
xd, 4 n-ggas can’t take that, booda ass got hit right in his [?]
and if 5 sit, then we go [?]
them boys must be [?]

[verse 4: dsco]
now let’s be real, hot for the hot sh-t still
[?]
the bike on the [?], jojo lil’ dumbass tryna [?]
ridin’ through the city, where the opp b-tch
[?], kno’ how we rockin
this feels like a stalkin’
[?] need to be stoppin’

[verse 5: douwey4]
gang, and he ain’t stoppin’
lack through opp sh-t, kno’ we [?]
pass me the glizzy, then the [?]
[?] like [?]
you ain’t gettin money you [?]
[?], fidget, like a rocket
fidget gonna blow n-ggas’ drummin’
you can say sh-t, you wack, and the [?]

[bridge: dsco & douwey4]
you say y’all doin’ what
knock that ass boys off the cuban
he took shots and he kept movin’
y’all real totin on real life loosin
real life loosin, we spot news and
we in traffic, 2 twin rugers
when we spot ’em, clapped his ass like applause
can’t go there

[verse 6: dsco]
these shooters don’t blame them, [?] no sh-t
lil mister no lackin’, but he got caught lackin’
lil don got set-up by his old b-tch
we gon camp on ‘dat sh-t, like it’s our sh-t
[?] still for that hot sh-t
spot ’em, go shake ’em like drumsticks
f-ck [?], shorty go [?]

- douwey4 king keevo dsco

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