walk down (remix) - doe boy lyrics
[intro]
honorable c.n.o.t.e
[chorus: doe boy]
n-gga one day’ll walk down my block (nose ave)
hop out with the glock, walk down my opps (doe beezy)
pull a kick door, bet he get out my spot (p-ssy)
i’ma make them b-tches count when i let off my shots, let’s go (hrrt, baow)
never been a l!ck, n-gga, this ain’t that (n-gga, this ain’t that)
for them blue faces, n-gga, you get whacked (on the gang)
countin’ more bodies as i count more racks (freebandz)
n-ggas faking like they gang, they not slime nor slatt, let’s go (slatt, slatt)
[verse 1: doe boy]
n-ggas in they feelings but i ain’t got no heart (but i ain’t got no heart)
n-ggas never liked me, i don’t want ’em to start (f-ck ’em)
push doe beezy b-ttons, then you know he gon’ start (doe beezy)
we done sh-tbagged more n-ggas than a grocery cart (oh really?)
n-ggas taking chains for some clout off lames (for some clout off lames)
b-tch, i ain’t a rapper, i’ll jump off stage (no cap)
dug his own grave, shouldn’t’ve spoke on the gang (gang gang)
y’all don’t know who k!lled the n-gga, you just post on your page, hah (oh really?)
ex-b-tch mad ’cause the b-tch can’t keep me (’cause the b-tch can’t keep me)
married to my chopper, ho, the streets still need me (grrh, bah)
wanna live your life, you better not f-ck with doe beezy (doe beezy)
you’ll die young, n-gga, just like eazy (let’s go)
n-gga with an att-tude just like dre (hrr)
choppers on deck, n-gga better not play (hrrt, baow)
we some wild young n-ggas, we ain’t f-ckin’ with lames (gang gang)
b-tch, we rbmg, the new nwa (on gang)
[chorus: doe boy]
n-gga one day’ll walk down my block (nose ave)
hop out with the glock, walk down my opps (doe beezy)
pull a kick door, bet he get out my spot (p-ssy)
i’ma make them b-tches count when i let off my shots, let’s go (hrrt, baow)
never been a l!ck, n-gga, this ain’t that (n-gga, this ain’t that)
for them blue faces, n-gga, you get whacked (on the gang)
countin’ more bodies as i count more racks (freebandz)
n-ggas faking like they gang, they not slime nor slatt, let’s go (slatt, slatt)
[verse 2: yg]
ayy
if a n-gga dead, f-ck with my opps
treat him just like a opp, shoot it out, get socked
i ain’t beefin’ over no thot, that’s for the 400 block
i be tweakin’, i be thinkin’ that the plug is a cop
we some dirty n-ggas, b-tch, yeah, the money in glocks
my ygs flatline you, lay you down on the cot
b-tch, i was on the block when it was cold and hot
b-tch, i was on some gangster sh-t when i got shot
n-ggas braggin’ ’bout a body, n-gga, bodies is regular
i know about the murder, but i don’t tell you
n-ggas braggin’ ’bout a body, n-gga, bodies is regular
i’m braggin’ ’bout a bag, and you ain’t flew on delta
trick top, ’bout the rules, the trick top come first (westside, huh)
buddha, slim, thinkin’, —-, they know all my dirt
mark a n-gga out, disrespectin’ the turf (b-tch, b-tch)
make a b-tch n-gga pull up his skirt (b-tch, b-tch, b-tch)
[chorus: doe boy]
n-gga one day’ll walk down my block (nose ave)
hop out with the glock, walk down my opps (doe beezy)
pull a kick door, bet he get out my spot (p-ssy)
i’ma make them b-tches count when i let off my shots, let’s go (hrrt, baow)
never been a l!ck, n-gga, this ain’t that (n-gga, this ain’t that)
for them blue faces, n-gga, you get whacked (on the gang)
countin’ more bodies as i count more racks (freebandz)
n-ggas faking like they gang, they not slime nor slatt, let’s go (slatt, slatt)
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