letra de gangsta party - duke deuce
[intro: offset & duke deuce]
ayoza, you wrong–ayoza, you wrong for this sh-t
you know what i’m sayin’
me and duke, duke’s on you b-tch ass n-gga’s necks
you know what i’m sayin’
(hey, woo)
[verse 1: offset]
i see red, uh (red), fifty racks on your head (fifty)
draco get to shaking like dreads (draco)
we go r-t-rded, go sped (r-t-rded)
i f-cked a thotty on meds (thotty)
servin’ narcotics, we duckin’ the feds (narc’)
spinnin’ your block ’cause they know how i play it (woo)
walk with the choppa, wood grain like a [?] (grra)
boy, you ain’t gangster, you talk to the feds (gangster)
and i know what you said
boy, i was gangster before a celeb (before)
act like a shark but get ate by the whalе (grr)
caught him down bad, now your boy lookin’ pale (bow)
trap at the store, brеakin’ down ounces for [?] got a bowl (fasho)
kick down the door ‘fore i ever did shows (kick door)
i make your ho kiss the d-ck, mistletoe (kiss the d-ck)
pull out the fire, he think he seen a ghost (fire)
i got a scope, where the f-ck you gon’ go? (where you going?)
duke from the m, you know ‘set from the nawf (nawf)
oh, we got smoke? it’s a r.i.p. post (r.i.p.)
forty-four magnum, his arteries choke (oh)
lambo truck, bye bye, gotta go (bye)
ten lil’ racks, i’ll take a n-gga soul (racks)
my b-tch the baddest, a modern-day ho (ho)
you don’t want static, you know what i know (you know)
freeze, i got cameras all in the trees (freeze)
low key, it’s my fingerprints, start up his weed(?) (woo)
trick or treat, i f-ck her, then pull out her weave (trick or treat)
where the p’s? i take everything when i leave (leave)
i gave a m to each of my seeds (period)
put my wrist on your film, and it look like the sea (woo)
took off his land, now he coppin’ a plea
fifty racks makin’ your family grieve (what the f-ck?)
[chorus: duke deuce]
this a gangsta party, ho, get the f-ck out (ayy-ayy)
ain’t no snitchin’ on this side, you’ll get stomped out (stomped out)
we got h-lla ammunition for the opposition (opposition)
duke deuce, offset, ayoza, f-ck a competition (what the f-ck?)
[verse 2: duke deuce]
duke deuce from the haven (hey, hey)
offset from the nawf (nawf)
either way it go, we rep’ that boss and chuck them fours (fours)
my b-tch gotta be bad, it’s just in her, it wasn’t taught
stupid ass geeked up, engine police, know i’m gettin’ off (uh)
understand me (‘stand me)
any time i chuck the m, that’s for the family
worrisome b-tch keep blowin’ my phone, she tryna blam me (she tryna blam– whoo)
i’m stupid strapped, still slidin’ out, it ain’t no plan b (it ain’t no plan b)
know how these fans be (know how these fans be)
heavy like blac youngsta, dodgin’ twelve and the potholes (potholes)
exotic, f-ck you mean? i want three k for them bo-bo’s (three k for them bo-bo’s)
f-ck with the fat mac, then you’ll get wrapped like a burrito (wrapped like a burrito)
actin’ ass n-gga, make my n-gga shoot your b-roll (brrr), b-tch
[chorus: duke deuce]
this a gangsta party, ho, get the f-ck out (ayy-ayy, f-ck out)
ain’t no snitchin’ on this side, you’ll get stomped out (stomped out)
we got h-lla ammunition for the opposition (opposition)
duke deuce, offset, ayoza, f-ck a competition (what the f-ck?)
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