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juice - dudeylo lyrics

[intro: bishop, dudeylo and dee play4keeps]
i am crazy
yeah, i am
it’s that dee play4keeps n*gga, o’s up, never gz
but you know what else?
you know what else, n*gga?
i don’t give a f*ck
i don’t give a f*ck
i don’t give a f*ck at all, n*gga
i don’t give a f*ck about you
i don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, why would i?
i don’t give a f*ck about steel
why would i?
and i don’t give a f*ck about raheem, either
rah*rah!
i don’t give a f*ck about myself
word to bro
sometimes i be feelin’ like that, too
look, i ain’t sh*t
always feel like that
i ain’t never gon’ be sh*t
get that n*gga, n*gga
and you less of a man than me, so as soon as i decide that you ain’t gon’ be sh*t
then it’s over!
dead heat!
ahh!
[chorus: dudeylo]
i cannot go out like steel
i gotta stay with my passy
like, what? i’m stuck in the field
on the east, started fl!ckin’ my g, i was happy
i’mma leave with the rock and get crafty
they be runnin’, duckin’ like daffy
bro told me chill, i was movin’ too cali’
seen a opp, almost threw out the taxi
like, why do they cap in they songs?
everybody be feelin’ like curry
totin’ on 30, they gotta stop it
i feel like draymond, promotin’ the violence
like, what? i’m on that timin’
blockwork a b*tch, he be hidin’
never did nothin’ to us, he be lyin’
come back to the block and stop whinin’

[verse 1: dee play4keeps]
doa what? n*gga, they got a lot of deads
when he got shot, he was movin’ like radames
run if it’s safe, because we threw a lot of lead (now look)
i get to fl!ckin’ and sh*t like a lighter
new opp died, told dudey to light up
doowop died, he wasn’t a fighter
been that n*gga since i was in diapers
bro said it’s time, like, hold on
let me go to my crib, put my clothes on
they makin’ trillers on blocks we put shows on
like, we doin’ hits, we can’t answer this phone call
r.i.p. dot, we had mad b*tches poppin’ they titty
dot, we had mad n*ggas tryna get*
now we throw shots if he tryna get jiggy
still sayin’ relly, we do not say ricky
[verse 2: dee play4keeps and dudeylo]
raheem is dead, somebody shot him
rah, dead, somebody shot him
he caught one to his noggin
seen a opp in the spot and he copped it
ayo dee, remember lil [?]
that n*gga p*ssy, he know our body
i told him i was smokin’ on lotti
and he jacked it, he ain’t do nothin’
if i was him, word to bro, i would’ve shot me

[chorus: dudeylo]
i cannot go out like steel
i gotta stay with my passy
like, what? i’m stuck in the field
on the east, started fl!ckin’ my g, i was happy
i’mma leave with the rock and get crafty
they be runnin’, duckin’ like daffy
bro told me chill, i was movin’ too cali’
seen a opp, almost threw out the taxi
like, why do they cap in they songs?
everybody be feelin’ like curry
totin’ on 30, they gotta stop it
i feel like draymond, promotin’ the violence
like, what? i’m on that timin’
blockwork a b*tch, he be hidin’
never did nothin’ to us, he be lyin’
come back to the block and stop whinin’
[outro]
n*gga, blockwork a b*tch, he be hidin’
like what? come back
i ain’t never gon’ be sh*t
ever, n*gga
and you less of a man than me, so as soon as i decide you ain’t gon be sh*t
(hardheaded, baby)

- dudeylo lyrics

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