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hate us - bloodie & dudeylo lyrics

[intro]
they hate how we walk how we talk
how we move said we’re lost and frustrated (yo mar turn that sh*t up)
but believe it or not we’re the next up on top
we’re the youth of the nation
they hate how we walk how we talk
how we move said we’re lost and frustrated
but believe it or not
we’re the youth of the nation

[chorus: dudeylo]
talk on e wit the dot you get shot (baow) talk on notti you get poked (glah) smoking all these dead motherf*ckers got me choked (grrah) like hate us or don’t you either wit us or you not call up bloodie bullets hit his spine sh*t not magic

[verse 1:bloodiefrmdao]
we really the youth of the nation either hate us or not ion really care cause we done made it far regardless had haters riding on our d*cks but me and lil dueyl gon make it but f*ck all the opps them n*ggas is faking (grrah)

[verse 2:dudeylo]
like bloodie just creep got the knocks lets not run into bloodie and dudey” (that’s what he said) n*ggas scared but who wouldn’t me and bloodie too peas wit the knocks 41k till the day i get knocked off (what he said?) like bloodie just creep got the knocks “lets not run into bloodie and dudey” (that’s what he said) n*ggas scared but who wouldn’t me and bloodie too peas wit the knocks 41k till the day i get knocked off (you heard me) glah glah

[verse 3:bloodiefrmdao]
(bloodie spazz out on ya sh*t ya heard) matt sav got shot gutta got me slumped let’s spin through the 8 rah rah in the dump catch nesty n*gga gettin slumped (nesty gzzzz) jayrip was crawlin jb was holding his neck nazzy got chest tapped 41k member lay got poked (pick up ya laundry) comin for all you n*ggas is b*tches (smokin deads) lotti got stomped tryna spin the hill gpoppa got disowned then shot tank tryna spin the 8 but instead got 8 in his belly lil lilah got lined by her own gang chill got lined (lil n*gga inna frame) dummy got hit inna brawl mdotty got shot lil n*gga i ain’t done dthang a b*tch when i catch em he shot bet his abulea don’t know n*gga shot dougie you a fiend and a druggie pdfile sh*t ain’t funny like pnv jay stop the potilctin n*gga guess what i’m blitzin like popolits done on this sh*t gon blitz lil dudeyl just blitz if he see em a* (shh) hate us? ion give a sh*t we really the face of this glah glah

[outro: bloodiefrmdao, dudeylo]
glah glah n*gga suck my oy d*ck it’s that bloodie from the goddam o n*gga grrah baow everything for notti everything dotti masked devil n*gga can’t wait to catch to scottie its big dudeyl n*gganever lil one you heard oy or no y till the day that i die

- bloodie dudeylo lyrics

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