paroles de chanson Drill Flow - Nawfside Deuce

Nigga see me Tryna turn my Life around He brought me Bakk

Im In Dis bitch im Tryna Gettem whakked

Stupid ass Luh nigga ran up on me Aineen Get Ta Know me

Upped Da yea i seen His Homie
Fried him up He burnt baloney

Ain't even Do no Dissing
Smacked His top
He stank it smell Like chitlins

Nigga try im wishing
Turned him to that Have you seen me picture

Stupid ass want to Die so bad
Ran up tried rob me
Now you twitching

Shot that boy He screamed
But when He tried it
Ian Hear no bitching

Im Tamat mr 3 yo BM
Hit Her From the back
Im tamat slap yo son He 3 Get slapped up
Just Like His Dad

Deuce Dont Give af
If it was 50 cent
i need it back
GD i whacked my 1st one
Knew the nigga was Dead
I still was blasting

Nigga Got me Gd up mad as fuck
I Let my Killas matchem
Free my nigga rondo
Told me Flip His ass and Get to taxing

Nigga stole my Gun i Got to tripping bro Like Get the mask

Im Like For what
Guz im Gone kill him Dead

He tried me
Fried His ass

Shot Dat nigga
Made His ass believe in God

Robbed that nigga
Now He praying in a mosque

Nigga tell me chill
Im Like ok but still i Get it off
Niggas wait on me
Im Like okay bet you Gone wait For God

Opp just Upped a 50 round nugget
I upped Double whopper
Shot him wit His cousin that be stealing
This a crime stopper

Damn Lil bra what Happened
I thought you said that you cant wait to see me

Niggas Hard af on Gram but niggas Die everytime they see me

Niggas beef on Gram
Hoe told me bout Da party
Grabbed the 50

Niggas Duck on Front street but His Party pride Gone Let me see him

That nigga must've been High
He tried to Fight me
Bitch i Got to tweaking

Shot the party niggas screaming
Wigs was Flying Hoes was Fleeing

Why you play with Deuce
Like we ain't Leave him Down Bad
By the bleachers

Why you play with Deuce
Like i ain't shoot Dat nigga
For no reason

Niggas speak on Deuce
And all His Family members up and Leave him

Last nigga spoke on Deuce
I shot that Dr Seuss
Like blue Face Hit His block and bleed him

Beefing with old Patnas
Tried to Get me For a case of Wockhardt

Stupid ass Lil boy
I catch him out of bounds
And Fried His pop tart

Nigga watched His Patna Die
I watched him Get inside a cop car

Nigga tried to box me in
Shoot my way out scream
Allah U Ahkbar

Holon Deuce u tripping
Nigga box me in put bullets in him

Nigga cap me Down Like He want Drank again i'll Karo mix him

I Upped monkey nuts up on the stick
With beam i can not miss Him

I shot my First nigga i tagged Gorilla Gang His Partment building

I shot my First nigga
Shot my next nigga kept on spinning

Blood all in my eyes they Like Deuce tripping
All my Patnas missing

Ion Give no Fuck
bitch i a rob they ass
Like Fuck Da city

Ion Give no Fuck when i went broke boy who Df was with me

Niggas broke
Deuce kick in your Door
Screaming who want smoke

Before the Folks
I been caught me a body
Screaming Fuck Da smoke

I Fukked your Hoe
Beat Dat Luh hoe From Da back
Den sent Ha Home

I Fukked Dat Hoe
Bitch tried put Her brothers on me
Smoked Da bros