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sit back gang - dee lotti lyrics

[verse 1: street lotto & dee lotti]
street lotto: we the best, we will not
everything dead if you tryin’ to spin
dee he wit me and we lettin’ off ten
cause the sit back gang gon get the full thing
free all my n*ggas that’s up in a cage
fuel up to the limit when i turn on the gauge
spinnin’ they block broad day, late day
and kay wanna play, we send shots at his gang
we on top, got the city on lock
free flock, get his stupid ass popped
and yo murda, get back for danny
his stupid ass got poked by a tranny
you better relax, n*ggas f*ckin’ ya granny
we gon meet lil’ rah? i can’t wait to meet danny
dee lotti: gbg, we the best that’s a fact
with or without lotti, we always move tact
see munna, i’m throwin’ a hunna
like tucka, i’m totin’ a knocka
he better run if his ass is a flocka
when i catch you, you go right to the doctors
n*ggas spin’ they own blocks?
sha ek, he be suckin’ mad c*ck
and you know we smokin’ edot
the next o i see, he get put in a box
[verse 2: mexxy gzz & v lotti]
v lotti: i can’t wait till i run into lefty
bullets through him, and also his bestie
dissin’ lotti and ray, i’m with nesty
catch dudeylo, he get sent to his bestie (noootii)
notti boppin’, that n*gga a actor
poked him up, left him dead with the pastor
dd a b*tch n*gga, he need a napkin
ddot a b*tch n*gga, he get to nappin’
get back gang, we the best, never lackin’
mexxy gzz: big e4mex, he gave me this name
notti died now dd got fame
free movelook, could get hit in his brain
boy you not doin’ nothin’, just stay in ya lane
me and gangy we go back to back
catch a o, get a o, he not tact
n*ggas be postin on please don’t lack
but most of ya’ll n*ggas do not have a pack

[verse 3: efs hound]
sit back gang when we spinnin’ the sev
edot pack when we spinnin’ the hill
ndot be buggin’ he fiendin to k!ll
n*gga yusuf a b*tch and he ain’t never k!ll
when you spinnin’ throw throw throw
do not walk without totin’ poles
you was smokin’ on bro bro bro
on scene n*gga, you could get poked
c*hii, he a dead lil n*gga
f*ck around make me pull on the trigger
everything k, he a b*tch ass lil n*gga
notti bop but you said that you hate it (f*ckin’ dumbass)
he dumb and he thought that he ate it
run around sendin’ shots out the latest
we some demons we never say sorry
f*ck a lamb, we just ride in a rarri
when we spin look for kia kaori
neeno a dummy, got poked by a b*tch

- dee lotti lyrics

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