paroles de chanson Should've Ducked (feat. Pooh Shiesty) - Lil Durk , Pooh Shiesty
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ay,
they
told
me
I
can't
be
around
no
gang
members-
I
go
everywhere
with
my
killers,
man
(DJ
Bandz,
oh,
man)
hope
so
Yeah,
let's
get
it
Throw
that
mask
on,
when
you
jump
out
first
you
better
blast
(yeah)
V
don't
like
slow
sh-,
on
hits,
them
switches
(frrt),
fast
(gang)
Ain't
gon
lie,
the
city
hot
with
strikers,
they
don't
last
(turn
up)
When
you
pop
in
with
your
killers,
you
better
check
your
gas
(man,
what?)
We
don't
party
on
other
blocks,
they
fu-
with
other
opps
(let's
get
it)
Then
come
'round
like
you
gang,
that
got
your
brother
shot
(brrah)
You
say
his
name
insidе
a
song,
that
got
your
brother
hot
(let's
get
it)
Thеn
leave
him
hangin'
without
a
lawyer,
that
sh-
dumb
as
f-
You
come
outside
without
your
gun,
lil'
boy,
you
dumb
as
f-
(dumb
as
f-)
Ain't
no
quick
run
to
the
store,
they
pop
out,
fire
you
up
(brrah)
I
told
my
P.O.
through
the
gate
that
I
get
high
as
f-
(I
get
high
as
f-)
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'
cocky
(let's
get
it)
All
them
b-
wanna
f-
me,
I
don't
give
them
money
One
b-
thought
I
told
her,
"Yeah",
I
said,
"You
better
block
me"
He
survived
one
to
the
head,
but
it
fu-
up
his
body
(mm)
You
think
he
off
an
eight
or
red
the
way
that
n-
noddin'
He
don't
even
know
'bout
drugs,
he
say,
"Lean
OxyContin"
You
tryna
judge
him
off
his
looks,
that
lil'
boy
actually
robbin'
Man,
he
talkin'
'bout
gang
in-
(why
he
callin',
talkin'
'bout
gang?)
He
ain't
get
back
from
that
one-,
man,
his
gang
ain't
on
sh-
(foenem
ain't
on
no
gang)
Foenem
posted
up
outside
(uh),
Dracos
hangin'
and
s-
(s-,
he
got
me
lyin')
Before
he
died,
his
a-
a
goofy,
now
he
famous
and
sh-
(blrrd,
blrrd,
blrrd)
I'm
King
Draco,
got
my
name
off
drillin',
check
the
record,
b-
(slatt,
slatt,
slatt,
slatt)
If
pu-
drop
that
song
about
me,
he
get
found
without
his
d-
Send
off
a
bag
'bout
my
lil'
cousin,
they
fakin',
they'll
call
the
quits
(whoa,
whoa)
They
made
me
mad
enough,
I
spin
through
there
myself,
say
the
wrong-
(say
the
wrong-)
Might
still
sip
when
I
get
low
(whoa),
but
I
prefer
Wock'
over
trip
(whoa)
F-
up
and
let
me
in
the
door
(whoa),
I
went
fully
on
auto
sticks
(sticks)
I'm
Mr.-Slime-'Em-Out
(blrrd),
I
caught
his
back
door
unlocked
on
the
lick
(blrrd)
Or
Mr.-Leave-No-Evidence
(blrrd),
know
my
criminal
book
- thick
(on
God)
You
n-
goose,
ain't
got
no
gun,
you
went
away,
your
a-
is
dumb
I'm
on
my
sixth
Moncler
this
winter,
I
couldn't
wait
to
get
some
money
My
lil'
n-
up
four
souls,
he
caught
two
dressed
up
like
a
junkie
They
thought
I
was
just
rappin',
lately,
murder
gang,
that
s-
ain't
funny
(blrrd,
blrrd)
You
know
the
murder
gang
(you
know),
they
come
through,
that
s-
ain't
funny
(uh,
blrrd)
I'm
locked
in
with
hunters,
from
the
God,
got
killers
'round
the
country
(uh,
blrrd,
blrrd)
I
might
don't
need
to
slime
'em
out,
just
be
yourself
and
stay
three
hundred
(hundred)
We
get
money
Monday
through
Saturday,
pray
to
Trey
Day
every
Sunday
(Trey
Day
every)
My
clique
tied
up
in
the
field
(blrrd),
won't
never
hear
me
go
out
runnin'
(nope)
Post
up
a
pic
like
I'm
in
L.A.,
but
the
whole
time
I'm
with
gun
(blrrd,
blrrd)
We
ain't
tryna
keep
hearin'
'bout
that
s-
you
did,
go
get
active
again
(the
whole
time)
It's
either
eat
or
get
ate
on
my
side,
I'ma
fuck
the
drops
and
go
and
spin
(spin)
Three
and
O,
we
skunkin'
sh-,
get
one
more
kill,
conceal
the
win
(win)
Beef
with
us,
won't
never
land
'til
y'all
get
hit
up
with
them
pens
(pens)
Can't
come
around
unless
you
get
a
body,
chopper,
F\u0026N
(blrrd,
blrrd)
We
caught
one
of
them
p-
drunk,
he
died
before
he
dropped
the
Henny
(blrrd,
blrrd)
Got
'bout
ten
whips
in
my
garage
and
still
don't
know
what
to
get
in
(take
off)
Take
off
the
emblems
out
the
'Cat,
tint
out
the
window
'fore
I
spin
(shh,
blrrd)
Tint
out
the
window
'fore
I
spin
(blrrd,
blrrd,
blrrd,
blrrd)
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