Dug Out

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[Intro] Ayy A way, you get me? That way, hah AGB shit DT5 on the beat Free my nigga Armed Response, 100 times Free hitman Trust me Fuck all the opps MZY mixed this [Verse 1] Yo, fuck the Jareers, I chinged these black opps Splashed man's headtop, zombie tear tops No respawn when gang turn hearts off Got those opp blocks tryna revive opps Bro beat corn, try take mans hat off Instant kill, 'cah he died on that spot Back off, newb' get splashed up then bleed out regretting the day they dashed off I'm stuck in this modern warfare, this ain't a game like CoD Niggas wan' kill me, stop my kill streak One more K, it's a UAV Two ZK's, SS and me Three S.A.V's in the SUV BA, my G, just pass that 4's Now I'm in the 5 with six on me Ride with 7's, Yevz gon' get him Shout-out Blitz, he a trey 8 legend Bro had a baby and raised it well Don't slip, get hit with a .9 mil' shell Got caught, so I was in court, not tryna get caught in the lies I tell Oh well, pigs tried, but didn't prevail Ten couldn't agree and I left that jail [Chorus] It's cray how everything played out Same place we used to play run outs is same place his chest got dug out Same place I was telling you "Play out" is the same place I'm telling you "Come out" They started to hide at night, so we started to glide broad-day when the sun out A string of attacks, got opps on ropes I'm billing a pack, it's Mizz or Culps Everything black and my hood down low I'm the Grim Reaper from Agar Grove Active Gxng, know anyting goes We tape off roads, AG take souls Active Gxng, know anyting goes We tape off roads, AG take souls [Verse 2] Call my hitlist blacklist, 'cah jareers that I'm tryna get K'd Samurai sword like Sensei Me and my shooter Red and Dembe I'm keen for Elizabeth, get paid We beat shots, then come back the next day Taped off main roads, back roads, estates Which one? Two got left with red tape Rassed them, we do drills, go ask them They gotta say his name in past tense See opps and I can't go past them Jump out, splash man's wig or clart him I love to ching, but bro loves blasting Aim it, throw up a P, you're a target Headshot ching, now Squeeze retarded Chestshot ching got Culps in a casket Throw up a P in your IG pic I'll tap that twice, tryna get that heart They jump in DM's, we jump in stolen BM's Bite whenever they bark 40 got chinged while peddling past Revenge got chinged outside of his yard, Minty he got left by ten of his dargs, got streched We done toured Cres' and the park We done toured Cres' and the park [Chorus] It's cray how everything played out Same place we used to play run outs is same place his chest got dug out Same place I was telling you "Play out" is the same place I'm telling you "Come out" They started to hide at night, so we started to glide broad-day when the sun out A string of attacks, got opps on ropes I'm billing a pack, it's Mizz or Culps Everything black and my hood down low I'm the Grim Reaper from Agar Grove Active Gxng, know anyting goes We tape off roads, AG take souls Active Gxng, know anyting goes We tape off roads, AG take souls [Outro] AG, AG, AG, AG A shit Fuck the 5th Fuck Peckwater Fuck Cumbo Get me, fuck all their dead homies Smoking on them Gang shit
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