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letra de dead dock - ola runt

[intro]
woah, woah
what that n-gga said
man they on some police ass sh-t ola
breaking news
i see that man
channel 2 (you ain’t gone feed into that sh-t)
that’s a trap man
wanna send a n-gga back to chain gang

[hook 1]
fox 5, my hood on the television
real mob father henchman that don’t leave a witness
i got two guns tatted on me and them b-tches glizzies
he all on live saying my name, p-ssy n-gga snitchin
where you at?
jumped off that porch
i ? my hood hot, call 12 i got the torch
shout out to my momma, she ain’t have no abort
i got a paid lawyer, beat them bodies in the court

[verse 1]
dead dock, make yo bed rock
p-ssy get yo dome popped
me and lil tory in the brick, we beefing stole my daddy bl!ck
i told my mans, “n-gga that’s on sammy, we ain’t goin for sh-t”
and baba told me, “they can’t stop you like you heaven sent”
i’m goin in rushin, bushin, f-ck that clutchin
me and ? served our five years, we never told them nothin
had to go hard in that paint, first i wasn’t scoring nothin
i heard yo big bank gone, you can’t show me nothin
my daddy showed me how to cook, i learned how to eat
?, ola runt he the resurrection of ?
red ? gave me my oath and now i bang for pete
first it was tied up til i got that glock and hit a three
s-x, money, murder
[hook 2]
fox 5, my hood on the television
real mob father henchman that don’t leave a witness
i got two guns tatted on me and them b-tches glizzies
he all on live saying my name, p-ssy n-gga snitchin
where you at?
jumped off that porch
i ? my hood hot, call 12 i got the torch
shout out to my momma, she ain’t have no abort
i got a paid lawyer, beat them bodies in the court

[verse 2]
father cooking cocaine, my grandma sell the same thing
born in this dope game
clean up crew, soap gang
og talk, i soak game
make these rappers tuck chains
730 mean insane
apply pressure you gone feel pain
interrogation, you might say my name
soon as you done, yo ass get smoked up like mary jane
i was on that frontstreet with that glass n-gga just ask ?
you ain’t got no diamonds in yo mouth, yo sh-t plain jain
i was on that back street with them henchman finna bang, bang
i slang iron on the street, i ain’t in chain gang
level 5, look me up
i’m hard, like they cook up
finna bubble, like they shook me up
tuck yo chain or get it took b-tch
[hook 3]
fox 5, my hood on the television
real mob father henchman that don’t leave a witness
i got two guns tatted on me and them b-tches glizzies
he all on live saying my name, p-ssy n-gga snitchin
where you at?
jumped off that porch
i ? my hood hot, call 12 i got the torch
shout out to my momma, she ain’t have no abort
i got a paid lawyer, beat them bodies in the court

[outro]
ay lil tay, go get that glock right quick
then go get the stick
we gone let em hit
we gone f-ckin blitz

- ola runt

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