evil song - dd osama lyrics
[chorus: dd osama & shoebox baby]
b*tch we on that and we in a raq
o block, oy, catch this k, n*ggas get clapped
i’m still with this that can get you wacked
and i stay on that sh*t, gbg in the back
like, box with me but he ain’t gon box
i told bro bend blocks, throw shots
and if he tell me that he want you dead
on my mother, everybody shot
we put blood on all the opps
shoot they ass like uncle willie kids
mama told me stay up out the streets, “you gon’ be really big”
glocks the only handguns that i like so keep yo silly six
name a rapper 30+ that still ain’t make it, billy is
d*mn, that sh*t reek n*gga
can’t name a b*tch, i ain’t hit
if i ain’t hit, bet gleesh ain’t hit her
on the road, me and my bros
with some freak hoes and 3 sprintеrs
b*tch said she want lobster
told that b*tch she gеtting a cheap dinner
[verse 1: dd osama]
cause they talking bout notti, they shot
i know lay had died cause he tried to box
oh they started a bop
big ebk, we making it hot
call up my ooter, he shot after shot
on the bike, it was me and ddot
like, all of the dissing got f*cking stop
but y’all said it so y’all gotta drop, drop
b*tch imma oz, what y’all wanna do?
i got a gun, i bet i make a move
free movelook, bro stuck on the rock
i told quan, i’m gon go to the top
he get shot if he smokin’ on notti
bend blocks, throw shots for dotty
nazzy, rippy, jb, bobby
oh my god, what happened to lotti?
[verse 2: shoebox baby]
i ain’t gon lie, this ain’t no disstrack
this a evil ass song
he was screaming out “oh no”
when they found his mans gone (ahh)
i was laughing to the floor
i listen to v roy ass song (von)
he ain’t even 4k trey, but sh*t, he caught a headstone
(come here) (come here)
[chorus: dd osama & shoebox baby]
b*tch we on that and we in a raq
o block, oy, catch this k, n*ggas get clapped
i’m still with this that can get you wacked
and i stay on that sh*t, gbg in the back
like, box with me but he ain’t gon box
i told bro bend blocks, throw shots
and if he tell me that he want you dead
on my mother, everybody shot
we put blood on all the opps
shoot they ass like uncle willie kids
mama told me stay up out the streets, “you gon’ be really big”
glocks the only handguns that i like so keep yo silly six
name a rapper 30+ that still ain’t make it, billy is
[verse 3: dd osama]
we be bending through the opps, even the opps know
and i heard lil p*ssy ass got shot, took on a hop though
and i know they dissing on the guys
well sh*t, they not though
but it’s cool, i spin to they side and catch a hot one
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