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puttin' down - duce duce lyrics

[dank]
i c’s like g’d up for the meeting in my hood
rag-top, six deuce -ss drag with the mag in my lap
strapped, cause they can possibly, add animosity
the fo-fo-fo is what i gots to pack
i hit the motion two times with a blunt full of dank
three homies hoo-ride hittin’ foes on my flank
just let you know that i’m that g -ss nigga
ain’t no checkin’ me loc (why’s that?) cause i’m the checker
things done changed in my hood
it done got a little deeper, got more clients on my beeper, and peeps this
niggas don’t wanna trip cause they can’t
first name ?? nickname dank, and it’s a shame
that my whole world revolves around the bud
ain’t shit g, i done upped ten dubs for some heat
and scr-ppin’? fuck all that
ain’t no time to be weak when them motherfuckers out to do me
lose me, influence me, ain’t no way
that’s why i lounge around and smoke an ounce by the day
anyway, it’s hard to make ends when you ??
but you gotta get yours, that’s on my set, d-mn straight

[chorus]
[both] so come and boogie with the gangsta, house of love
smell the herbs of the indo as we rise above
[papa duke] that nigga blast on that -ss, cause i’m the first that trips
?on that organizin’ from the gangsta herbs and spliffs?

[both] so come and boogie with the gangsta, house of love
smell the herbs of the indo as we rise above
[dank] that nigga dank ain’t no joke, and that chronic that i smoke
keeps a nigga on high, i’m puttin’ it down for the east side

[papa duke]
well i straight nuts the fuck up but at the same time i’m cool
seems when my life is at stake, the papa begins to act a fool
when i ?? go through all this shit again
muthafuck you and your hood, with .380 to your chin
come in, step into my hood the fuckin’ ?? of the heart
some motherfuckers are scared to step their punk -ss into the dark
cause i’ma, creep up on that -ss and pull you deeper than below
you shoulda watched your back, stupid nigga should have known
that i’m the type of a nigga that’s not to be fucked with, the back of my heat
when my strap is to your head, it’s your grip that i seek
so backs the fuck up before i nuts the fuck up
as i swoop through your hood with my strap in the cut

[dank]
well it’s on and it’s on with the niggas and g’s
with a big booty b-tch i ?? a bag of weed
that nigga dank ain’t no joke, and that chronic that i smoke
keeps a nigga on high, i’m puttin’ it down for the east side
that nigga papa gettin’ high and shit, take a trip
as we hit off that indo spliff, and get blunted
no shit, it’s like
a thang to do
as we puff on the bud and take a sip of the duce, well

[papa duke]
it’s a friday night, and i’m about to get high
cause the weekdays are now ?? and somebody told me that i
was welcome ?? blunts so yeah
??
nigga dash my black -ss to the blunts, here i come
take 19 puffs for my hood, hold it in for my son
hit the gas as i dash through the skies, i search
on the moon, lookin’ down as i orbit the earth
my brother dank is in the cut, cause he knows that i acts craze
when i put it to my lips and the papa starts to blaze
my nigga wants to hit but i’m the first to go
since it’s already in my hand and plus it’s from a hoe

- duce duce lyrics

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