paroles de chanson For Duck (Dirty Version) - Rooga

New Glocks and XDs
We ain′t shootin' ′til we test these
And we ain't stoppin' ′til we catch three
Hit his crib and tell him catch me
They like they ain′t playin' fair yeah this shit that deep - look
The other day I almost clapped a nigga
Whole time this just a fan he tryna snap a picture
That get back gon′ be so real we gotta wrap a nigga
We just ridin' lurkin′ tryna catch a rapper nigga
And if we ever said it's up nigga
Then it′s stuck nigga
I'm the type to come thru dressed up like a cluck nigga
Now you boxed up in that corner and you fucked nigga
And the last words that you heard was this for Duck nigga
And all that fake shit don't come around with it
′Cause usually that snake shit come around with it
And usually the ones that fold say they down with it
You hangin′ with that nigga he told you must be down with it
And they ain't gotta get close to you
Nigga I can get you touched from a ocean view
I just make a call and they do what they ′posed to do
Ain't no cappin′ boy them scrappers they stand over you
Like Dooski say I got a bond with my shooters
And if they catch a case then we just bond out the shooter
We might hit yo' crib like we runnin′ with the looters
You can try to run but ain't no runnin' from this Ruger
I catch the killer he gettin′ buried alive no buried in five
When my niggas want you where you gon′ hide? Betta ride with that fire
And if we can't find you
We gon′ get somebody that mean a lot to you
So you can keep on hidin' and we gon′ end up takin a lot from you
And ain't no question I don′t wanna talk
And ain't no drive-by shootin' today I wanna walk
We been at his crib some hours today I wanna stalk
And we ain′t leavin′ from his crib until this nigga caught
He comin' out I saw him in HD
Ran up on him with the pipe like nigga take these
Nigga stumblin′ and runnin' he can′t shake these
Then all he seen was a flash, told him, "Say cheese" - nigga
Got a lot of shit on my mind I just keep inside
'Cause if I let it out you might jus see them demons fly
It′s fucked up when you lose your nigga and see him die
That hit a part in yo soul where you can't even cry
I done witness niggas change right in front of me
And I done witnessed niggas get changed right in front of me
Mama always ask me,
"Son, what you wanna be?"
But it ain't what I wanna be
Ma it′s what I′m gonna be
I always been the humble type but never been the mumble type
Was raised around them young wild niggas
In that jungle life
You wouldn't last a day you don′t wanna see what that jungle like
Them youngins ridin' round with pipes
Them youngins they′ll take your life
Most of my niggas gang bang or locked up in a cell
Sometimes I ask the man upstairs, "Is we livin' in hell?"
Them shorties run up on your porch like they deliver mail
Them shorties run up with that torch and just deliver shells
See I grew up in a city full of hatred
Where they see you gotta way out
But don′t wanna see you make it
They don't wanna see you take it
They don't wanna see you chase it
They gon′ smile like its love but deep down inside they hate it
See I came along way
From depression and aggression
From welfare to section 8
I thank God ′cause it's a blessin′
Brothers in and out of jails
Lord knows my mama stressin'
Thinkin′ about the life I live like will I make it to see Heaven?
Will I make it to see twenty-seven?
I'll be damned I be under a reverend
I′ll be damned I let a nigga get up
On me he gon' catch six from the seven
I done seen niggas hang with niggas who done told
So I don't fuck with them you fuck with him - you done told
I can vouch these niggas bitches - on bro nem
And I can merch that on them niggas - on fo′ nem
If that was me won′t be no witness
Nah, If that was me won't be no sentence
Look
So run up on me wrong you better have your shit together
′Cause them killers I fuck with they be with whatever
My niggas hoppin' out
With them Deserts
We ain′t come to Send a blessing
Boy we came to send a message
Look - moral of the story keep a weapon
If he tryna learn
He get burned - 'cause I teach a lesson
Hollows open up like presents
When I shoot that Smith n Wesson
For some shit he did in the past - now he ain′t present
Nigga