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double up - soze (9th street) lyrics

[intro]
brigades
rahhh, its bkay una

[verse 1]
opp block, i’m a shotta like darg and cain, i mean max and wayne
t house, im a shotta like mitch and ace, thats buds and cane
they all got done, cause they scream d6, they can’t complain
pull up opp block, if you’re chilling with them, theres no time to explain
pull up on him, should have seen his face when i back that gage
my team ain’t got no chill, step round dere, don’t care about age
i just see a focus circle twice, that must be jakes
everyday scream f-ck jakes, 3 all my bros out the cage
we violent, reckless, jump out gang, broad day get chopped
they dont tape off my block, no way, most of their team got got
you know we pull up tryna lock sh-t, 4 4 or the dotts
two ls and a stolen truck, 6 gang tryna turn man off
two ls and a stolen truck, clutch back in the ride, no gear box
sight any opp, i’l air it outta the whip, no hot box
bro just wacked up a opp, nows he doin 10-minute calls from block
from the jail to the roads, you know what we done, weve been on job

[hook]
put it in the pot, watch it double up
call my young boy, watch that bubble up
see plain clothes, mans running off
cause the cid, tryna trouble us
this wap make man skip, double dutch
got opp thots screaming, they loving us
back out the wap, mans running up
his bredrins watch when me done him up
put it in the pot, watch it double up
call my young boy, watch that bubble up
see plain clothes, mans running off
cause the cid, tryna trouble us
this wap make man skip, double dutch
got opp thots screaming, they loving us
back out the wap, mans running up
his bredrins watch when me done him up

[verse 2]
whos that, what’s that, let that off
it’s hard now, but i brought it soft
opp block, tryna call man’s bluff
i’m ot, tryna set up shop
like lego, i stay on my block
whos that, what’s that, ching that top
cop that, chop that, ring that off
cop that, lock that, fling that off
make a snap on your strip, i’m on it
rise up give mans shirt more pockets
15 racks in a man bag, split it wid bro and we still ain’t shopping
what you know about starting the year wid hammers on deck and tt gear
what you know about opp boy dying, watching their snaps and they’re all just crying
peng ting tryna blow me a kiss, i’m blowing my kids all over her lips
got a ting with the widest hips, i’m letting it down, text out then dip
i never see a b-tch like this, she breaking down packs and greasing up sticks
pcx, sliding don’t slip
slip, catch one in your wig

[outro]
rahhh, its bkay una

- soze 9th street lyrics

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