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do it to em - dc2trill lyrics

[intro]
phew, d*mn
phew, straight drunk
nick on the track

[chorus]
shoot his ass, no gun sounds
you b*tch making cum sounds
four percs, i’m coming down
b*tch, you know you can’t come around
i’m in beverly hills with a pack of woods
finessed his ass, i did him cruel
six pints, i d*mn near drooled
seven shots gon do it to ’em

[verse]
240 milliliters
i don’t really trust these people
goldmember, dr. evil
i was pourin’ drank, looking at my teacher
now i got my own class
school of rappers be the task
rob his ass with no mask
poured a four it’s not my last
i ain’t got no boss, n*gga
you laughing now, you dying with him
i done had too much patience
thick b*tch, she jamaican
pistols full of bombaclaat
n*ggas really talk a lot
[?]
shout out 15 with thirty mods
man these n*ggas really odd
really tryna steal my cadence
n*gga really could’ve made it
he not living, and his life basic
wrapping pounds in the bas*m*nt
rap city call me tigger
i be trying to ignore these n*ggas
i could never be bitter
i got twenty five lighters
you got twenty three swishers
ridin’ with the gang, that’s the [?] with 23 members
he ran up at the wrong time, he got dismembered
shot his ass, like a la clipper
tried to run up in the mansion, got tired like a hog
thick light*skin b*tch, she bald
these ain’t no f*cking ambush rose, gold, diamonds, flawless
he gon’ switch up for this rap sh*t, i called it
showing out, just like maury
in the house, i feel like cory
three b*tches on each story
please don’t post me on your story
n*ggas is not taking nada
yes i am my own shotta
you don’t want the smoke papa
you b*tch built like a chupacabra
smoking on that [?]
lil moe, where’d you get this fam?
i keep a dragon ball like pan
petting zoo, i’m in two lambs’
i don’t really give a d*mn
guess that’s what my problem is
i’ll bring pistols where your toddlers is
[?] plan with my hands
[chorus]
shoot his ass, no gun sounds
you b*tch making cum sounds
four percs, i’m coming down
b*tch, you know you can’t come around
i’m in beverly hills with a pack of woods
finessed his ass, i did him cruel
six pints, i d*mn near drooled
seven shots gon do it to ’em

- dc2trill lyrics

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