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4 da gang - 42 dugg & roddy ricch lyrics

[intro: scorpions with 42 dugg]
you
i can’t wait for the nights with you
i imagine the things we’ll do

[verse 1: 42 dugg]
ain’t nothin’ plain on me, n*gga, four chains on me
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout that ho, n*gga, she came on me
i got a b*tch from the west, she’ll suck a n*gga soul
b*tch from the east, she’ll f*ck a n*gga dawgs
still playin’ with that raw even though i got a deal
had to get up out the city, i just got a n*gga k!lled
pause, i’m lyin’, kinda, still sippin’ out the fanta
oxycontin and opanas, i want four*two for each
n*ggas upped lou for free, that’s my n*gga, come and kick it
mister still’ll serve the city, i’m the reason it’s some chicken
why the f*ck you in the kitchen tryna turn one?
daire quit pullin’ on the blender ‘fore you burn somе
baby say she want a real n*gga, but she don’t gеt it
why you ain’t never up at night? i told you i been sippin’
still go harder for my n*ggas, wish i could bring you back
turntest in the city, white lows, blue flags
know i keep two flags on bang
i just dropped a urus for the gang
catch me in the city, young n*gga, four chains
signed to cmg, still in the dope game
i don’t swipe propane, really got it out the mud
big 4 gang, catch me ridin’ with the thugs
and i got it on my own, ain’t n0body helped me
remain humble, sell crack to dope fiends
you can’t “lil’ bro” me, b*tch, i really got a check
42 in this sh*t, i be really on that
put the city on my back, still remember hard times
2018 was the year my dawg died
[chorus: 42 dugg & roddy ricch]
pull up in frog eyes, yeah n*gga, we winning
amiris on low, if not wheat timbs
me and 42 pullin’ up, twin bentleys
peanut b*tter seats, all my windows tinted
know i keep two flags on bang
i just dropped a urus for the gang
tied from the d to la
always keep it a hunnid k

[verse 2: roddy ricch]
number one n*gga, but they’re never gon’ admit it
i was doin’ two*hundred in the ‘rari and got a ticket
every time they see me, they say they ain’t seen me in a minute
probably f*ckin’ on your b*tches, probably runnin’ up the digits
forgiato wheels, both lanes
floor mats say a n*gga name
interrogation, feds tried to put us on the board, never identified
all my n*ggas always gettin’ dough, it’s always chicken time
i got n*ggas in the box, gon’ call me collect
i got model b*tches that be tryna call me for s*x
and you know what they say, “if it ain’t directed, then don’t respect it”
you see ’em out in public, they gon’ act like they never said it
i see by the c*side, i throw it up two times
and your n*gga got a gangster card, he bought it off groupon
one of the young n*ggas that be gettin’ love in the city
from the hub to the dub in the tub, f*ck with me
[chorus: 42 dugg & roddy ricch]
pull up in frog eyes, yeah n*gga, we winning
amiris on low, if not wheat timbs
me and 42 pullin’ up, twin bentleys
peanut b*tter seats, all my windows tinted
know i keep two flags on bang
i just dropped a urus for the gang
tied from the d to la
always keep it a hunnid k

- 42 dugg roddy ricch lyrics

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