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007 - double007 lyrics

[intro]
lil’ double 0 gon’ up the score
my n*ggas ‘nem gon’ wipe your nose
glock 23 gon’ up the score
used to be 700 block, now it’s 700 glocks

[chorus]
there go lil’ double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a n*gga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil’ double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a n*gga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil’ double007
when you finna drop? but i’m postеd up on the block
too many glocks in the spot
so f*ck all the opps, wе finna go spin on the block
young n*gga trap out the spot
got dope in the knots, the junkies, they pull up and knock
you want a ‘bow? come and shop
one, thirty*two hundred, the prices went up on the block

[interlude]
yeah, man, n*ggas know what the f*ck goin’ on
700 block boys, 700 glock boys
we got the dream team with the beam team
you understand me?
what you tell them folk’s ass, tyreke?
[verse 1]
taxin’ the ‘bows on whoever
you know lil’ double007 a cold*blooded stepper
young n*gga hop out and get you
lil body a demon, that young n*gga snap like a pencil
she wanna act like she ain’t suckin’ d*ck
so i f*ck her and pass her to critter
young n*gga pull up with choppers and yop ’em
my young n*gga slimin’ sh*t out like a hitter
“you not a k!ller, you just a drug dealer”
that’s what they said, now them n*ggas dead
we pullin’ up with them chops, screamin’, “f*ck all the opps”
’cause my young n*ggas never goin’ fed
thinkin’ ’bout og quezz, i get to crashin’ out
my n*gga gone, man, my n*gga dead
these n*ggas onto me, they used to run from me
big*ass chopper gon’ knock off his dreads (ricky)

[interlude]
man, these n*ggas don’t have a case
y’all ain’t ever k!lled sh*t, all y’all do is steal sh*t
he ain’t hold that glock and went in his pocket
all he doin’ is boppin’
real talk
and this sh*t north, yeah we comin’ down back mcneil right now, on hood
what i say?
[verse 2]
double 0 gon’ wipe your nose and leave that n*gga snotty (come on)
turned up off these x pills, me and 30 off these roxys (come on)
n*ggas act like they was trappin’, they ain’t serve n0body
i got young n*ggas that’s quick to move, shout out lil body (hold on)
look ho, he clutchin’ the drac’
if you want smoke, then my lil’ n*gga hop out and spray
my young n*gga ‘nem scream 4k
and we got four dracs in the car, if you play, then you lay
n*gga callin’ my phone
say he want him a ‘bow of the strong, but i served him some shake
my young n*gga ‘nem got no mind
and they clutchin’ them 9s, lil’ 30 gon’ shoot in broad day (ayy)

[interlude]
and that’s no cap, n*gga
y’all know everything i said, i stand on, n*gga
on quezz, on mondo
long live ebezzle, long live all the guys
free all the guys, n*gga
ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
there go lil’ double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a n*gga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil’ double007
they want lil’ tyreke to drop, but i’m posted on 7
slime out a n*gga like melly
talk to jd on the celly, he jailin’, no tellin’
there go lil’ double007
when you finna drop? but i’m posted up on the block
too many glocks in the spot
so f*ck all the opps, we finna go spin on the block
young n*gga trap out the spot
got dope in the knots, the junkies, they pull up and knock
you want a ‘bow? come and shop
one, thirty*two hundred, the prices went up on the block (they went up, n*gga)

- double007 lyrics

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