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lirik lagu lil durk – should’ve ducked

[intro: lil durk]
dj fmct
ayy, they told me i can’t be around no gang members
y’all got me f~cked up, n~gga
i go everywhere with my k!llers, man
dj bandz, oh, man
yeah, let’s get it

[verse 1: lil durk & pooh shiesty]
throw that mask on, when you jump out first you better blast (yeah)
we don’t like slow sh~t, on hits, them switchers (brrt) fast (gang)
ain’t gon lie, the city haul with strikers, they don’t last (turn up)
when you poppin’ with your k!llers, you better check your guys (man, what)
we don’t party on other blocks, they f~ck with other opps (let’s get it)
then come ’round like you gang, that got your brother shot (brrah)
you say his namе inside a song, that got your brother hot (let’s gеt it)
then leave him hangin’ without a lawyer, that sh~t dumb as f~ck (p~ssy)
you come outside without your gun, lil’ boy, you dumb as f~ck (dumb as f~ck)
ain’t no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (brrah)
i told my po through the gate that i get high as f~ck (i get high as f~ck)
she ask me how high do i get, i told her high as duck (tooka)
my brother told me get some property, i kept gettin’ glockies (gettin’ glocks)
i told him i only drink wocky, he say i’m gettin’ c~cky (let’s get it)
all them b~tches wanna f~ck me, i don’t give them money
one b~tch thought i told her, “yeah,” i said, “you better block me”
he survived one to the head, but it f~cked up his body
you think he off a eight or red the way that n~gga noddin’
he don’t even know ’bout drugs, he sell lean, oxycontin
you tryna judge him off his looks, that lil’ boy actually robbin’
man, he talkin’ ’bout gang in this b~tch (why he callin’, talkin’ ’bout gang?)
he ain’t get back from that one sh~t, man his gang ain’t on sh~t
‘fonem posted up outside, dracos hanging and sh~t
before he died, his ass a goofy, now he famous and sh~t (brrr, brrr, brrr)
[verse 2: pooh shiesty]
i’m king draco, got my name off drilling, check the record, b~tch (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
if p~ssy dropped this song about me, he get found without his d~ck
send off a bag ’bout my lil’ cousin, they fakin’, they’ll call the quits
they made me mad enough, i spin through there myself, say the wrong sh~t
might still sip when i get low, but i prefer wock over trip
f~cked up and let me in the door, i went fully on auto sticks
i’m mr. slime ’em out, i caught his backdoor, unlocked on the l!ck
or mr. leave no evidence, know my criminal book h~lla thick (on god)
you n~ggas goose, ain’t got no gun
you went away, your ass is dumb
i’m on my sixth moncler this winter, i couldn’t wait to get some money
my lil’ n~gga up four souls, he caught two dressed up like a junkie
they thought i was just rappin’
lately, murder gang, that sh~t ain’t funny
you know the murder gang, they come through, that sh~t ain’t funny
i’m locked in with hunters, from the god, got k!llers ’round the country
i might don’t need to slime ’em out, just be yourself and stay 300
we get money monday through sat~rday, pray to trey day every sunday
my clique tied up in the field, won’t never hear me go out runnin’
post up a pic like i’m in la, but the whole time i’m with gun
we ain’t tryna keep hearin’ ’bout that sh~t you did, go get active again
it’s either eat or get ate on my side, i’ma f~ck the drops and go and spin
three and o, we skunkin’ sh~t, get one more k!ll, conceal the win
beef with us, won’t never land ’till y’all get hit up with them pens
can’t come around unless you get a body, chopper, f&n
we caught one of them p~ssies drunk, he died before he dropped the hint
got ’bout ten whips in my garage and still don’t know what to get in
take all the embers out the cat, tint out the window ‘fore i spin (shh, brrr, tint out the window ‘fore i spin, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)

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