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wit da shitz - s.dot lyrics

[hook : s.dot]
don’t try to hit our block we got shooters in a dip
and we ain’t trynna talk b-tch we trynna do a hit
got your b-tch all on my d-ck got this rolly on my wrist
30 on my hip , every shorty on the sh-t
h-ll yeah we with the sh-ts
yeah b-tch we with the sh-ts
he gon try us cause all us with the sh-ts
with the sh-ts, with the sh-ts, yeah we with the sh-ts
so you better not run up on us cause all us with the sh-ts

[verse 1: s.dot]
slidin through my hood better not be throwin up sh-t
on that opp sh-t, we gon get your car flipped
ridin in that foreign, i be on some boss sh-t
them boys talkin bout they want war man stop the nonsense
actin like you hard get put in a coffin
pull up then we sparkin, ain’t with the talkin
22, 1 in the top,yeah we call that jordan
b-tch don’t ask me what it cost , cause you can’t afford this
i got choppers i got glocks, i get them sh-ts imported
catch a body, i got lawyers so it ain’t important
i gotta smoke some weed cause i got a short temp
and your b-tch she suck my d-ck, she let me record it
485 thats my company, we got endors-m-nts
get you smoked quick , on that ceo sh-t
remember in the trap sleepin with them roaches
remember cause this rap b-tch we pushing porches

[hook]

[verse 2: tay600]
slidin through my hood better not be throwin up the bricks
bossman be hittin capes he always lurkin for a l!ck
45 on my hip, i ain’t got time to bump lips
23 up in that smith, i got lil dee up in a dip
say f-ck la you get k!lled in the same day
lil marc and shondale they got k!lled in the same way
all black thats my gear when i play in that gangway
step out in all white like a n-gga that slang yay
leaning off a six , and i just smoked like four zips
why she all on my d-ck if thats supposed to be your b-tch
me and dot be off the sh-ts cause we both got a short temp
slide on opps with 50 clips and you playing with short clips
call up front here they come yeah we got reinforcements
we got more sh-t, leave you stank like horse sh-t
remember on the block in the cut with them torches
and now my shortys scorching they jumping off porches

[outro : s.dot]
don’t try to hit our block we got shooters in a dip
and we ain’t trynna talk b-tch we trynna do a hit
got your b-tch all on my d-ck

- s dot lyrics

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