Lyrics FDN 6 - 74Deuce

Yung nigga Deuce onna blokk w Dat Fye
Na im sumwea big bwood yo bitch Gettn throated
Nigga Like Deuce u be sippin so much n be chillin
Wha Happen ta flippin Da sofas
Nigga turn muslim and niggas start Lookin
But really my Life it juhh needed sum order
But niggas Dont say nun wont play
Niggas kno
I up right in yo Face Get Da chip off yo shoulder

My yung nigga Hit me Like Deuce i need switches
On switches on switches on switches
Head tap a nigga yea Dig em trench n Gone on w my business
Yea Fukk on yo bitches

Im screamin Free rondo His cousin start snitchin
He see Da police and cant wait to be witness
Dese niggas be Lying in songs about killin
Yo patna a bitch u Da only one missem

Po up Da Drank and iss really muddy
Slapped Da Fukk nigga Da Hell wrong w buddy
Im part of Da mob u Get shot if u touch me
I was sellin Da Dog yu was snortin Da puppy

I shoot at Da preacher Dat nigga start muggin
I was slidin on opps it was me my Lil cousin
1st i went Layed inna bushes
Yea i shot Dat nigga
I Left popped a bean started bussin

Juugin in skoo it wan nun
Thinkin He sippin codiene i Gave em robitussin
Ran off onna plug smoke a zip witt Lil zay Dass my cousin
He tell me iss smoke Den im comin

Niggas start runnin He Dissin my Gang
Uk B Double G slide monday thru monday

My patna Had switched turnt His bakk i was witt em on saturday
Heard He was Killed at church sunday

Monday i Had to pikk up Da pints i Forgot bro ain Die
Ima Killem on tuesday

Wednesday thinkin bout Droppin a mixtape
Thursday thinkin bout Fukkin yo bitch Face

Teach a nigga How to juug Deuce sensei

Hood scars on my bakk kunta Kente

Damn u always Got Da strap what my bitch say

Deuce why you never text bakk what my Friends say

Yung nigga Deuce onna blokk w Dat Fye
Na im sumwea big bwood yo bitch Gettn throated
Nigga Like Deuce u be sippin so much n be chillin
Wha Happen ta flippin Da sofas
Nigga turn muslim and niggas start Lookin
But really my Life it juhh needed sum order
But niggas Dont say nun wont play
Niggas kno i up right in yo Face Get Da chip off yo shoulder

My yung nigga Hit me Like Deuce i need switches
On switches on switches on switches
Head tap a nigga yea Dig em trench n Gone on w my business
Yea Fukk on yo bitches

Im screamin Free rondo His cousin start snitchin
He see Da police and cant wait to be witness
Dese niggas be Lying in songs about killin
Yo patna a bitch u Da only one missem

Yo patna a bitch why Df u still wittem
If i beef witt Dat boy i Kill errybody wittem

Why u still Hang w Dat nigga
Uk i cant save you wen B Double G start ta spinning

My momma Hate wen she ask Fa truth
Guz i Lie witt a smile on my Face i be Grinning

Opp nigga Hate wen Dey Got beef wit Deuce
Guz i slide w a smile on my Face wen im spinnin

Damn
Yea boy ik wea u stay
Youon kno wea i be
Sleep in 5 Different cribs

Damn
Know ian Dukkin no Fade
I pullup to yo place
Shoot 2 or 3 stikks

My bitch said Da opps bought Like 2 or 3 whips
So i swiss cheese Da blokk
Hit you you and yo bitch
Damn
Ian een Get to Hit Da Hit
So we spinned bakk around
Hit up 2 or 3 whips

Oh issa nigga ahh runnin
Hop on Feet idc if u Flash ima Hit you

Nigga start Dukkin and Jumpin
Im sorry ta say
Dat ain nothing compared what Dis switch Do

Ion Give af if a nigga ahh beef w my cousin
I come to Da cookout ta Grill you

Ion Give af if a nigga Had beef w my brudda
You Fw em put me against you

Nigga ahh thinkin shit sweet ain neva een been in no beef
Boy Dont kno what it mean
Wen Dem apes right outside on yo street
Give af is 20 Degrees Guz i Got Heat on me
Pussy know i Got Flame w me
Dem Gorillas insane bout me nigga u tryna tweak
Yea i bought Double K wimme i Had a martin Luther Dream
All my opps put ta sleep

Yung nigga Deuce onna blokk w Dat Fye
Na im sumwea big bwood yo bitch Gettn throated
Nigga Like Deuce u be sippin so much n be chillin
Wha Happen ta flippin Da sofas
Nigga turn muslim and niggas start Lookin
But really my Life it juhh needed sum order
But niggas Dont say nun wont play niggas kno
I up right in yo Face Get Da chip off yo shoulder

My yung nigga Hit me Like Deuce i need switches
On switches on switches on switches
Head tap a nigga yea Dig em trench n Gone on w my business
Yea Fukk on yo bitches

Im screamin Free rondo His cousin start snitchin
He see Da police and cant wait to be witness
Dese niggas be Lying in songs about killin
Yo patna a bitch u Da only one missem