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l.a. deuce - dedric lyrics

[verse 1: dedric]
kall me l. a. deuce like i was fenna shoot that n*gga in 9 deuce
around the bity we strapped up we got 9 of them deuce deuce’s
the box is red, like there was gone be a bloodshed
on the corner, and these n*ggas gettin blown down
on the road, these n*ggas gone be burned kuz of the rod
that i hold
inside my xxl d*ckies, and i’m gone bring it to the load
and i’m gone make it fully loaded
dangerous professions, i thank god kuz it’s a blessin
that i ain’t got shot today, that i ain’t got shot to death
i wanna pop today, til they screamin shoutout ded

[hook: dedric]
kall him l. a. deuce, fenna tell yu the story of this dude dawg
round tha bity strapped up wit n*ggas havin 9 of them deuce deuce’s
he strive inside the backstreets for to reach them f*ckin dayton’s
i think i don’t give a f*ck bout no hoe, for sum gangsta sh*t im ready to refuse her datin

[bridge: dedric]
they shot his homie in l.a., turned round and kapped him inna bacck
he can’t realize that he dead, so he keeps on be willing to refuse his death

[verse 2: dedric]
krimez escalatin, got a hotbox, condition: good
committed to flip it bacck when he in tha hood
n*ggas mad kuz they neva understood
those plans and methods that he use to use in his teenhood
this strap lacks of lead i say, i emptied out at 2
a.m., my n*gga wken the pits inna hood barked at the moon
kolors wrapped up over every n*gga neck and torsos
compton is where these n*ggas sosa out
ghetto hoes who would have been so*so
yu knowk our hood ain’t do no borrow
when we talkin bout cargos
or activities in the streets, just straight bozos
and i kall my buzzo, bro brought tha lead to the spot
and i avoid em to destroy my grind kuz ima riiise
[bridge: dedric]
they shot his homie in l.a., turned round and kapped him inna bacck
he can’t realize that he dead, so he keeps on be willing to refuse his death

[verse 3: dedric]
in the krib gluein my soundproofin to the wall
like my plans and my graffiti made on top of my homework
later on i play gta, the only game
that represent better me and my life
told the homie not to get engaged
or his album gone be a fucckin flop
clutchin my retta on my room windowsill
playin guitars, tryna play the guitar, tryna meet up with guierrez

- dedric lyrics

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