Текст песни Fukk Deuce - Nawfside Deuce

Boy and Girl
Joe and Ronda
Deuce my dog stay in the Honda

White Girl
Tan Dog
Joe ran off I Had to walk him

Amber saved her cheese, and got the fuck on
Yea that bitch a smart one
Joe keep going in and out of rehab, Trying to smoke some marbles

Niggas Like, "Deuce up as Fuck! I Need it"
What you need? Some problems?
What you need, a chopper?
Trying to buy some lean but not the bottle?

I Ran it up my dolo niggas asked me for money
Yea he lost me
I put niggas on, they cut me off
Went broke, Then right back calling

Got locked up, 12 took my .40
Upped a .45 not a problem
Bitch I'm Having Guala
Bought a pint
Should've bought Medulla Oblongata

These niggas dumb as fuck
I said I should've bought Brains to yo momma
And I'll rob my partner, If he try to lick me for my chopper

Nawfside Deuce I bang the Gs!
I up my Fye you play with me
Creep your bushes 30 Days
And GIP if it's smoke with me

Niggas on the gram having motion, but they still call me for cheese
But Deuce used to be broke
Man when Da Last time I called you For cheese

Knowing I ain't brush my teeth
6 in the morning, I woke up late as fuck trying to catch a fiend

Niggas call me, "Deuce-"
Hold on

Niggas, "Deuce I need some Lean."
250 Lines?
"I need a 3."

Niggas always cap like they want a whole pint but he buy a dream

Wood Gang
You don't stuff yo bwood?
You can not Hang

P 5
Diamond swisher childish
I Don't play them games
1.5 in a rello, whacked the lil nigga and i won't say his name
Lil nigga can't even fit up in the wood, I stuffed him in a game

Niggas ain't even having stain
Nigga diss BGG, my gang, I shoot him in the brain
I be sipping lean cause I can't sleep, I still be seeing things
I still see that nigga brain
I can show you where he laying at, bet I'll spin that bitch again!

Niggas make me wait?
Like Hold on must ain't know I'll flip this bitch
Wait on you for what?
Little bitch I'm really the one having shit

I just smoked a zip
Still rolling, waiting on another zip
I be spending money so much, cause these niggas on my dick

Tryna fuck with niggas
Now it got me trying to catch my niggas
Played your hand wrong 'bout a song
Like I ain't on my way to millions
Trying to scratch a thousand
That's How I know I'm really passed these niggas
You trying to come up quick
When you really could've just asked a nigga

Free Rondo He'll whack a nigga
I did so much shit up in these streets
I can trade a pint for pistols
Credit Fucked up, I can't get no bank
But I can cash-in killings
Face card I can catch a body
Get Him dead off face credentials

Get Him Gone He charge you 50k
I just show my face
I been catching cases of the green
From shit back in the day
I shot my gun for Brodie
I got like 3 kills waiting till I say
I'm just waiting on the day
A nigga say Deuce pussy to his face