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catch yo mans - dcg brothers lyrics

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[intro]
new opp in the cut, he gon’ shoot you

[bridge]
f*ck that b*tch, we’ll k!ll that b*tch
f*ck you talk in’ ’bout
on my grandma grandma
aight look

[chorus: dcg bsavv]
woooo
we racin’ like who gon’ k!ll him first
lil’ n*gga come raise your hand
that n*ggas a b*tch
that n*gga you sleep wit’ a b*tch

i keep on spinnin’, til’ i get hot
like f*ck it, i’m catchin’ a ten
b*tch, i lied
i ain’t leavin off you n*gga’s block, until i come catch yo mans
uhh b*tch, come catch yo mans
we ridin’ off ? for three hot fans
n*gga come catch yo mans
we’ll pull up now, come test this jam
b*tch come catch yo mans
n*gga f*ck yo friends, we’ll k!ll yo friends
n*gga f*ck yo b*tch, we’ll k!ll yo b*tch

[bridge]
aight look

[verse 1: dcg shun]
ion know who n*ggas be talkin’ to
cuz they ain’t talking to me
n*gga pushed on the side of his ride
and gave him that ice
this n*gga like parking, no streets
it get hot whenever we shine
that’s why n*ggas prolly don’t like walking to heat
yo broke ass ain’t got a bag
can’t get off yo ass
and can’t get up on yo feet
n*ggas be sellin’ the sauce
tryna walk like me
tryna talk like me
n*ggas come, put the house on me
if you wanna hit b
then you should know, talk ain’t cheap
n*ggas be outta they mind
they gotta be high
if they thinkin’ they raw like me
we put his dumbass in the ground
and told him “get up”
and the n*gga ain’t talking to me
[chorus: dcg bsavv]
woooo
we racin’ like who gon’ k!ll him first
lil’ n*gga come raise your hand
that n*ggas a b*tch
that n*gga you sleep wit’ a b*tch
like, how could you trust that n*gga to raise a man?
i keep on spinnin’, til’ i get hot
like f*ck it, i’m catchin’ a ten
b*tch, i lied
i ain’t leavin off you n*gga’s block, until i come catch yo mans
uhh b*tch, come catch yo mans
we ridin’ off ? for three hot fans
n*gga come catch yo mans
we’ll pull up now, come test this jam
b*tch come catch yo mans
n*gga f*ck yo friends, we’ll k!ll yo friends
n*gga f*ck yo b*tch, we’ll k!ll yo b*tch
n*gga f*ck yo car, we’ll steal yo whip
p*ssy

[verse 2]
i’m really advanced
they gave me a hunnit
i turned it to three hundred bands
i f*ck that sh*t off my mans
i bought some dracos
i’m coming for 300 m’s
scat pack charger i chased this dodger
choppy gon’ knockout a trend
my homie got so many bodies
the devil been callin’ my hood
tryna get my advances
n*gga you a beat up who?
n*ggas better off tryna beat off the flu
if i post it, lil n*gga it’s mine
watch me grind
why the f*ck would i lie for a view?
she ain’t come home
sh*t, to my condo, loft, and a big ass room
these n*ggas ain’t got no right
i get sh*t fixed
whenever i ? through twos
n*gga
[chorus]
woooo
we racin’ like who gon’ k!ll him first
lil’ n*gga come raise your hand
that n*ggas a b*tch
that n*gga you sleep wit’ a b*tch
like, how could you trust that n*gga to raise a man?
i keep on spinnin’, til’ i get hot
like f*ck it, i’m catchin’ a ten
b*tch, i lied
i ain’t leavin off you n*gga’s block, ’til i come catch yo mans
uhh b*tch, come catch yo mans
we ridin’ off ? for three hot fans
n*gga come catch yo mans
we’ll pull up now, come test this jam
b*tch come catch yo mans
n*gga f*ck yo friends, we’ll k!ll yo friends
n*gga f*ck yo b*tch, we’ll k!ll yo b*tch
n*gga f*ck yo car, we’ll steal yo whip
p*ssy

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