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    Lil Keed feat. Lil Gotit – Dead Doc [2020]

    Künstler:
    Lil GotitLil Keed

    [Intro: Lil Keed]
    (1209, please)
    Yeah
    Got Hood Baby with me, yeah
    Real hood baby, yeah
    (30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga)
    Woo, yeah

    [Chorus: Lil Keed]
    No, me, I ain’t struggled in a minute
    ‘Cause all I do is handle business
    In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh
    Then I make my way to Lenox
    Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it
    ‘Cause these niggas tryna come and take something
    Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent
    But I ain’t tryna comment on it
    And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm
    And these niggas sore losers, I don’t want a trophy with ’em
    I’ll never understand y’all rappers, all y’all do is copy niggas
    Y’all niggas real hoes, I don’t want no business with you

    [Verse 1: Lil Keed]
    Them bricks in the mattress, them birds in the attic
    Don’t fuck with no peons, no mice, and no rabbits
    I fucked my old lady, got time for no capping
    And you of you rappers, you [?]
    I [?]
    And all of my shooters, they action, no jakes
    My ho, she cheating on me but I can care less ’cause I’m tripping all out in Cali’
    My ho out in Cali’, her hair match the [?]
    I’m chilling with her friends, I’m living real slatty
    These niggas big jokes, he say you want smoke
    We treat it like [?] we go lasertagging
    I hopped on the Rolls, the curtain was closed
    [?]
    No, matter fact, I hopped in that Rolls Royce spider
    We put on big diamonds in traffic
    Just all I’m saying is

    [Chorus: Lil Keed]
    No, me, I ain’t struggled in a minute
    ‘Cause all I do is handle business
    In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh
    Then I make my way to Lenox
    Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it
    ‘Cause these niggas tryna come and take something
    Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent
    But I ain’t tryna comment on it
    And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm
    And these niggas sore losers, I don’t want a trophy with ’em
    I’ll never understand y’all rappers, all y’all do is copy niggas
    Y’all niggas real hoes, I don’t want no business with you

    [Verse 2: Lil Gotit]
    Too slimy, we play with your mental
    Everybody eat but a rat miss a dinner
    They didn’t want smoke, boy, we made ’em surrender
    Slept on the jet, me and [?]
    Pop one for the streets ’cause I really came from nothing
    With 24, he Heavy, that slime, I be daily
    Equipped with them blickys, you trapping, we ready
    Equipped with this money and came with a [?]
    Off a Perc’ and an Adderal, I feel meditated
    Straight out the hood, they killing [?]
    Thousand betters, thousand tell ’em to bet it
    Trackhawk, no [?] I really be getting it
    Ain’t got no big teeth, I spent racks at my dentist
    I still eat at Denny’s, this drip, we got plently
    We dressin’ like Virgol, come get dripped in ‘Venchy
    That bitch ain’t expensive [?]
    That ho for the gang, don’t let that bitch trick you

    [Chorus: Lil Keed]
    No, me, I ain’t struggled in a minute
    ‘Cause all I do is handle business
    In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh
    Then I make my way to Lenox
    Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it
    ‘Cause these niggas tryna come and take something
    Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent
    But I ain’t tryna comment on it
    And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm
    And these niggas sore losers, I don’t want a trophy with ’em
    I’ll never understand y’all rappers, all y’all do is copy niggas
    Y’all niggas real hoes, I don’t want no business with you


    Künstler:
    Lil GotitLil Keed


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