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lirik lagu dee mula - 38118

[intro]
38118, parkway village baby
you niggas ain’t going with us don’t speak on us, you ain’t from my hood i ain’t from yo hood, i don’t speak on you but i know i’ll kill you i’ll shoot you dead bitch ass nigga

[verse 1]
i done peeped the game and fell back, that shit you doing weak pussy
linked up with a nigga i don’t fuck with now it’s beef pussy, i can’t have my head you know i go straight at my mans
my face card been good, can’t get no papers out the can never wrote no statement, did my time came back like i’m the man, never told no nigga it’s beef see him in public say i’m playing, never linked up with no nigga to kill a nigga i hopped out spraying, ask my momma, ask my dad
ask my sister, ask that man that tried to take my gun i fell back, boom, shot his ass, ask that nigga that spit on pooh pooh, he can’t talk call his ass, momma you wonder why yo child so bad?
ask the streets, i was in that field with cleats, seen bodies on thе ground with sheets, i wan running from nobody
grandma told me trauma cheeks
she ain’t want me to catch no murdеr she know my attitude off the leash
i been peeping all these rappers, they get fame and they get heavy, i had fame in high school go ask oj, i was ready, he was really put me down in 5 dudes, they had smoke with 9deuce, i’m at parties on the brook behind who? i couldn’t switch up my nigga i started crippin’ i grew up drinking bak juice, they say “lil d been trippin”
ok fuck that get back on the subject
niggas ain’t on shit, back in high school i was banging goon squad, i broke my wrist
niggas act like they forgot but then i catch em and remind him, he ain’t have no gun his partner did so i shot the dude behind him

[chorus]
welcome to my hood (east side)
it ain’t safe
parkway village 38118, that’s where i feel safe, i done overplayed my part, niggas still tryna hate, niggas still keep some shit to say but never in my face

[verse 2]
i can’t wait to catch that one nigga that said i killed my cousin, you spread that rumor bitch i got yo cake baked in my oven
can’t wait to see yo family crying, wobbling ‘round, hugging
just seen a nigga from high school that i shot, he was just mugging
that nigga don’t want smoke he know i’m pressure, lil d the baby devil
dee mika that’s my rapper name, but dude be on whatever, i like what he been doing he got his family out the trench
couple of his niggas, he done tried turn down offenses
it broke my heart when they killed sleepy, i was locked up got that news, i was fucked up ‘bout big dude, it broke my heart into pieces ooh, i had real pills to swallow, i fuck bitches look like models, made it out my hood that’s gated but i still try to help my partners, ain’t no nigga got no heart like me, my shit might get me killed
ain’t no nigga got no heart like me, locked up won’t share my chips, he said i ain’t do no song with him back then so now he stiff
they been killing to my music, slide with switches in they whip
i don’t care bout features nigga, i won’t even ask you for em, i been seeing niggas link up, look just like the backstreet boys
i been round the dope dealers, got it cheap but tax you for it, you been hanging with the opps, don’t get sent out just ask them boys
[outro]
(bitch ass niggas)
go ask them boys
you been hanging with the opps, don’t get sent out better ask them boys (nigga)
you know what i’m saying they might tell you some different, make you feel like they like that, but ain’t
give no fuck bout no nigga
you can hang with whoever nigga
don’t get sent out better ask them boys

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