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dirty dior - yus gz lyrics

[intro]
dottie, this one is crazy
grrah, grrah*grrah, every opp shot
like, still the face of the—, grrah
every opp shot, like, grrah, like
bow*bow, like, grrah, like

[chorus]
y*y*y*y to the g, put ya’ gz to the sky
like, never put a o before my y
e*everything dead, b*tch, it’s big e4rah
like, i’m a demon, just stay out my eye
like, every shot, i’ma cl!ck til’ he fried
if the bag on his head then you know he gon’ die
tell ’em, “get out the whip”, if that boy ain’t gon’ ride
td, chase, gon’ keep, any time
edot got booked, he was choppin’ it down
like, karma a b*tch, and it soon be ya’ time
like, when i see you, i’m throwin’ like nine
d*do ’em like (shh), heard they left ’em blind
like, different demon, b*tch, i’m on that time
like, i’m not a rookie, i stay in my prime
like, she for the line, she get smacked wit’ a dime
beat*beat on her head, b*tch, i’m commitin’ crime
[verse]
like, this sh*t go way deeper than rhyme
i dare a b*tch, try to line one of mine
put the beam on a b*tch, and she payin’ that fine
they like, “yus, gotta shine”
all my opps dead, or in jail, doin’ time
i’m the face of this sh*t, ain’t no takin’ what’s mine
like, empty the clip, throw six at his spine
he ain’t dead, went again, we ain’t wastin’ no time
like, they got a show, i’ma be there by nine
like, i spin through the sev, tryna k!ll n*ggas time
boy tryna duck, and they know he ain’t fine
got a flock in the spot and he not doin’ fine
like, send a kite, i’ma send it to [?]
bro get ’em right, he gon’ open his spine
smokin’ on (shh), wit’ the lotti or ma
put the beam on his head and these bullets see signs
like, let ’em run, let ’em duck, let ’em flee
like, too much opps, i don’t know who to name
chii, nazzy, rippy, caine
if you a opp, better stay in ya’ lane
tp, (shh), he gon’ step in the rain
if i catch c blu, i’m like, “gimme that chain”
let it bang, i’m doin’ my thing
glah, like (bow*bow*bow)
[chorus]
y*y*y to the g, put ya’ gz to the sky
like, never put a o before my y
e*everything dead, b*tch, it’s big e4rah
like, i’m a demon, just stay out my eye
like, every shot, i’ma cl!ck til’ he fried
if the bag on his head then you know he gon’ die
tell ’em, “get out the whip”, if that boy ain’t gon’ ride
td, chase, gon’ keep, any time
edot got booked, he was choppin’ it down
like, karma a b*tch, and it soon be ya’ time
like, when i see you, i’m throwin’ like nine
d*do ’em like (shh), heard they left ’em blind
like, different demon, b*tch, i’m on that time
like, i’m not a rookie, i stay in my prime
like, she for the line, she get smacked wit’ a dime
beat*beat on her head, b*tch, i’m commitin’ crime

- yus gz lyrics

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