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go again - 42 dugg lyrics

[intro]
foreverolling

[verse]
i seen n*ggas drop fours and couldn’t believe it
y’all was supposed to been dead, y’all overachievin’
you heard of brick squad? well, n*gga, it’s the blitz squad
and every time i hear, “hike,” i yell, “blitzin’ five”
bl!ck ’em down (b*tch), k!ll ’em now, yeah, we still in town
hit up smurk now for a perc’ now, b*tch, it’s a ten a round
k!ll ’em now, spill a five, this how sh*t get fried
oh, you was outside lurkin’? n*ggas still be lyin’
he ain’t dead, but we tried (b*tch)
all that runnin’, i’m tired (f*ck on?)
b*tch, you die, i’ma laugh (yeah)
still on hertz with the gas (free the boys)
catch you slippin’, i’m slidin’, tell me i’m good at rappin’
y’all good at hidin’, n*gga, come out and get active
my chopper shoot backwards (b*tch), my b*tches gets pampered (b*tch)
you prolly didn’t have her, doggie, she callin’ me daddy
three*fifty, that’s pattie (yeah), five hunnid, that’s rick (yeah)
two*fifty, that’s skelly, n*ggas so tired of my sh*t (b*tch)
jeweler so tired of my b*tch, bust down both of her wrists
bust down both of my kids, i’m havin’ fun with this sh*t
i should just run on this b*tch, know it, cuz’
and if i pass her, i ain’t like her, that’s a no look dub
b*tch, i’m geeked off drugs, get your freaked out cousin
i’m the reason y’all buzzin’, how the f*ck y’all don’t love me?
in the o, i’m with chubby, in new york, i’m with [?]
in the a, i’m with wham, b*tch, in the chi’, i’m with zoo
n*gga flinch, i’ma shoot
chin up and raise your motherf*ckin’ hand if you been there
and when it come to a trick, i don’t like to spend much
b*tch be all on my d*ck, ho, you should let my mans f*ck
hunnid thousand ram truck, this a t*r
and both the baddest b*tches i know is from the d.r
and if they ask who the richest, n*gga, we are
remember bein’ on roxbury with t.r., with c.c. and antt
three gs and cap, four thousand with tax
might buy it and never wear it, freak b*tches, i’m sharin’
f*ck wrong with air? n*ggas be out here playin’
i’ma opp your mans, reece, these n*ggas crazy
reece, these n*ggas is hatin’, reece, these n*ggas fakin’
reece, these n*ggas playin’ how i never’ll play
[chorus]
it’s time to go again
if i catch a n*gga lackin’, i’ma score again
she just was playin’ wifey, now look at her, ho again
quit tryna tell me that i’m big, i’m finna blow again
i’m off a four of red
it’s time to go again
don’t call me lookin’ for no brick ’cause i might know a friend
and way before i blew a m, b*tch, i was blowin’ ns
and way before i mail it to him, i been on takin’ sh*t
don’t tell me that it’s up, n*gga, that’ll get you thumped, n*gga

- 42 dugg lyrics

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