Bron Dwade & Bosh

Lyrics

[Intro: BLOODIE] Nigga what? Ahh It's a top opp From the rap to the- [Hook 1: BLOODIE] Big gun when you hang out the ride Nigga ran, tripped and he died bow Empty the clip if he diss on the guys Thinkin' he tough we can [?] in the sky Ahh, you get smacked with the back of the gun I be on drop top, runnin' the funds Rollin' up Lotti, but Leroy in the runts Baby Bzz come in twos not ones [Verse 1: BLOODIE] Bro got the Tec tryna see who gon' run Free Shaun it's still bang on the thumb I'm not slidin' if I can't bring the gun Bro be on my time he do what he want Bro he be slidin' he do it for fun Never stay tucked but I ride with the drum R.I.P the guys we gon' slide for a month Opp thot, if he run I'ma front [Hook 2: DudeyLo] Same niggas I'm lettin' it bang with The same friends I was playin' the game with Some of them opps now they be on fake shit Bangin' my chest nigga I'm on that ape shit We in the V four deep four poles All of the [?], none of us told Bow, at the jails I was jackin' the O Niggas get booked and stop jackin' they bros [Verse 2: DudeyLo] (Like I could never) They gotta jack me or they gotta jack Jackie Like free SB caught a opp he was happy Super explosive bitch look at my rap sheet Any day any where any time I'm not duckin' no rec everyday I'm outside Niggas still live what they rap they just rob (DudeyLo I'm the threat I took trips for the guys) [Verse 3: DeePlay4Keeps] Come here, like don't run, like where my cousin? Where the fuck two [?], I tell RG I'ma flick on her son Beam stickin' to him like gum, the dot on his head No I would not run, now look Odds get great better stay with your gun You not smokin' my mans, your mans in a blunt [Hook 3: DeePlay4Keeps] Like get dangerous, get dangerous When you see the opps start D-Don't get me mad I start flamin' Bro, move out the way I'ma flame 'em Bobby is kickin' my brain in I smoke Lotti on every occasion Mention Dotty I'm punchin his face in I'm still duckin' the lo and I'm fightin these cases [Hook 1: BLOODIE] Big gun when you hang out the ride Nigga ran, tripped and he died bow Empty the clip if he diss on the guys Thinkin' he tough we can [?] in the sky Ahh, you get smacked with the back of the gun I be on drop top, runnin' the funds Rollin' up Lotti, but Leroy in the runts Baby Bzz come in twos not ones [Hook 2: DudeyLo] Same niggas I'm lettin' it bang with The same friends I was playin' the game with Some of them opps now they be on fake shit Bangin' my chest nigga I'm on that ape shit We in the V four deep four poles All of the [?], none of us told Bow, at the jails I was jackin' the O Niggas get booked and stop jackin' they bros [Hook 3: DeePlay4Keeps] Like get dangerous, get dangerous When you see the opps start D-Don't get me mad I start flamin' Bro, move out the way I'ma flame 'em Bobby is kickin' my brain in I smoke Lotti on every occasion Mention Dotty I'm punchin his face in I'm still duckin' the lo and I'm fightin these cases