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letra de dogged up - q da fool

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[intro]
uh, yeah, yeah, uh

[verse 1]
can’t believe that my brother got got
better turn it down a notch
since a youngin we trapped out of that spot
uh, when i’ma get my props?
these bullets hurt, boy these ain’t no props
they get in your bubble when you pop
i’m kicking your door, i’m not gon’ knock
i made shootin’ sh-t a job
n-gga play me, you gon’ read about him
f-ck up a check, get another comma
shoot a n-gga in the head and get another llama
think his mother saw me, now i gotta k!ll his mama

[chorus]
um, we dogged up, we trapped out
i run up on you, put the glock in your mouth
uh, we masked up, we watch your house
i’m a straight stepper, tryna see what that drama ’bout
was in the hood, in a condo now
b-tch turnt, d-ck calm her down
shawty pullin’ up with a bomb right now
and i’ma get it gone right now
i’m just tryna make songs right now
i done did a lot of wrong ’cause i won’t pipe down
keep one in the head, might go to the feds
’cause i keep dracos and arp’s around

[verse 2]
i heard you talkin’ ’bout q, i’ma bring it to you
them bullets, boy they go through
i see you ate some noodles
you sweet, i had to move you, d-mn
rest in peace to twenty ball, why did i lose you?
n-ggas hanging ’round, how n-ggas acting fuse-al
these b-tches pickin’ n-ggas, man that mean that they choosin’
i’m chillin’, i’m cruisin’
bought twenty pounds and the plug throw a tool in
he a blood so when we chill we be boolin’
if you ain’t gettin’ money, the f-ck is you doin’?
i get that check and i f-ckin’ run through it
you say you a k!ller, then f-ck n-gga prove it
i’m waitin’ on you n-ggas to prove it
mama told me chill ‘fore i lose it, but i lost it
and you can’t hang with no bosses
so when you walk up can you walk up with caution
like a solid, that forty, i walk up and talk sh-t
in the corvette doin’ two-hundred, i lost you, uh
i love my b-tch, i was doin’ dirt, so i lost her, d-mn
a part of me, uh, i can hardly sleep, uh
what the f-ck is beef? not them motherf-ckin’ tweets
boog touch down with them bricks once a week
team strong as a b-tch and we once was week
i’m a sneaky motherf-cker, you won’t hear peep
put that draco on your neck and i’ma let her pee
uh, yeah, better let me be
uh, f-ck n-ggas better let me be
uh, n-gga better let me buy a p

[chorus]
um, we dogged up, we trapped out
i run up on you, put the glock in your mouth
uh, we masked up, we watch your house
i’m a straight stepper, tryna see what that drama ’bout
was in the hood, in a condo now
b-tch turnt, d-ck calm her down
shawty pullin’ up with a bomb right now
and i’ma get it gone right now
i’m just tryna make songs right now
i done did a lot of wrong ’cause i won’t pipe down
keep one in the head, might go to the feds
’cause i keep dracos and arp’s around

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