Got The Muscle

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Doodie Lo - Rap

Got The Muscle

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[Intro] P-P-P-Pancho [Chorus] Ion't fuck with niggas They suckers and I don't trust 'em You tell me that you love me, I don't really feel nothing It ain't two sides to this shit, the muscle, he fathered this And Smurk gon' sponsor it And 'Wop don't honor shit And them niggas that be 'round, they don't really love us Wukaduk, I call him coochie crook, he don't wear a rubber Mikey Ikey, on my brother Ikey, know I really love him Fake love, can't fall for nothing Flex my shit, I got the muscle [Verse 1] I love my brothers, them my brothers, I'm my brothers' keeper Nigga, if you callin' me your brother, bеtter not keep a secret I was givin' niggas reefеr, for a lil' bit cheaper I was blind but I peeped 'em Stopped, drink, now I'm thinkin' And I'll never switch, I'm part of this shit My haters now should be proud of me, bitch I came up from sellin' dubs and nicks Now I'm sellin' out clubs and shit And when I drop, I need a dub' or trip' Close your eyes, do you love me? You a snake, then I don't trust you You resist, but I like you Better not call my phone, leave me 'lone, fuck you [Chorus] Ion't fuck with niggas They suckers and I don't trust 'em You tell me that you love me, I don't really feel nothing It ain't two sides to this shit, the muscle, he fathered this And Smurk gon' sponsor it And 'Wop don't honor shit And them niggas that be 'round, they don't really love us Wukaduk, I call him coochie crook, he don't wear a rubber Mikey Ikey, on my brother Ikey, know I really love him Fake love, can't fall for nothing Flex my shit, I got the muscle [Verse 2] GK, he gon' ride for me Backdoor on the side of me Bonnie Mo, he get it in The trap talk, it's been a min' I'm having anxiety, poppin' all these Xanax Everyday I'm fightin' death, Ion't wanna know who next Get 'em foenem, get 'em stretched Swish, hit him in his chest Took his life, finesse Crime scene, that shit a mess V. Roy and Slutty, it get bloody, gotta kill buddy Gotta show loyalty, anybody say they love me You ain't gotta ask, I can see it in your eyes A lot of snakes, yeah, I don't even be surprised Only The Family, do this shit for the guys I be feelin' vibes, be wise, open your eyes [Chorus] Ion't fuck with niggas They suckers and I don't trust 'em You tell me that you love me, I don't really feel nothing It ain't two sides to this shit, the muscle, he fathered this And Smurk gon' sponsor it And 'Wop don't honor shit And them niggas that be 'round, they don't really love us Wukaduk, I call him coochie crook, he don't wear a rubber Mikey Ikey, on my brother Ikey, know I really love him Fake love, can't fall for nothing Flex my shit, I got the muscle

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  • Doodie Lo