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dirty 38 - no savage lyrics

[intro]
.45 will do him the dirty way
then switch it up wit’ the old dirty .38
wack him wit’ does and boost up the murder rate
we don’t give a f*ck we murderin—
mob aye doe
and i got ears in this b*tch
you know jordan punishing it
nahh for real i’m coming like that
and i told these n*ggas ain’t sh*t these n*ggas could do wit’ me on no rap sh*t
lyrically i’ll punish any of u b*tch ass n*ggas you hear me
i’m just speakin’ lyrically
mob (no cap) mob mob

[hook]
uh b*tch ass n*ggas be havin’ them b*tch traits
i ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ n*ggas ‘cause i know they b*tch made
split em in half like blade
if i’m lookin’ for em i search for his ass through waze
i’m taxin’ them hits like i’m playin’ six eight
we still catchin’ bodies like back in the day
colt .45 will do him the dirty way
then switch it up wit’ the old dirty .38
wack him wit’ does and boost up the murder rate
we don’t give a f*ck we murdering everyday
i ain’t chasin’ no b*tch ‘cause all of em runaways
got so many guns don’t know what to tote today
walk down run down that’s the yo’ to the blow way
uptown come the hop out and blow way
ears and doe ‘bout to trap round the yo’ today
we bangin’ that yay and slangin’ a short drac
[verse]
n*gga dm ‘bout b*tches and he on a fake page
if i say i don’t care you could f*ck the b*tch anyday
why the f*ck would i care if i run it up anyway
put ten on a n*gga and get it back in a day
these n*ggas characters i think the animators
could’ve been dead and that’s why i had to make it
we gettin’ close up we don’t do no mistakin’
hot ass b*tch i know you been fakin’
‘bout to go to new york and sit down ‘bout a bag
get a telly full of b*tches slappin’ they ass
if you ugly with ass b*tch put on a mask
can i f*ck you for sure ‘cause i’m not ‘bout to ask
i’m not disrespectful, b*tch i’m in my bag
we was ridin’ wit’ hard and we couldn’t crash
when 12 got on us we didn’t do dash
doe had her dunkin’ the dope in her ass
i pull up so fast they thought i was flash
i’m hangin’ out windows, i’m geekin’ to blast
can’t n0body run, i’m drac in’ they ass
n*ggas hoppin’ them gates and i’m chasin’ they ass
i ain’t chasin’ no b*tch who keep showin’ her ass
i let the b*tch go and i got me some cash
whoever dm me it gotta be yo’ new man
you will never get up wit’ me, you need a new plan
turn him to pooh sauce, call me the pooh man
n*gga callin’ my lawyer, yeah i gotta jew man
i’m the punisher, i get up on him wit 2 bands
start spankin’ the drac, i’m a knock you out yo’ shoe man
we juss spinned two blocks, we had two vans
i gotta n*gga knocked off for two bands
i’m with choobarka shawty a real man
f*ck rap i’m hittin’ lics to get real bands
n*ggas be hoes so i call em f*ck boys
they sayin’ sh*t but not makin’ no noise
glock wit’ the switch knock em right out his coloroids
spank him on cam take a pic wit’ my polaroid
rappers be lyin’ so i call em soulja boy
dive in the water i’m leavin’ you floating boy
b*tch told me she hate me but really adore me
too deep in the streets i won’t let n*ggas wh0re me
glock set em on fire we leavin’ scorching’
sign me a deal and get some endors*m*nts
if i have me a daughter i’ll christian dior
givenchy you baby no juicy couture
make the b*tch choke whenever she bored
shawty a roller, shawty a cold wh0re
i ain’t kissin’ no more ‘cause b*tches got cold sores
i be throwin’ up three’s and pourin’ up fours
[hook]
uh b*tch ass n*ggas be havin’ them b*tch traits
i ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ n*ggas ‘cause i know they b*tch made
split em in half like blade
if i’m lookin’ for em i search for his ass through waze
i’m taxin’ them hits like i’m playin’ six eight
we still catchin’ bodies like back in the day
colt .45 will do him the dirty way
then switch it up wit’ the old dirty .38
wack him wit’ does and boost up the murder rate
we don’t give a f*ck we murdering everyday
i ain’t chasin’ no b*tch ‘cause all of em runaways
got so many guns don’t know what to tote today
walk down run down that’s the yo’ to the blow way
uptown come the hop out and blow way
ears and doe ‘bout to trap round the yo’ today
we bangin’ that yay and slangin’ a short drac

- no savage lyrics

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