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lirik lagu east vs west – 42 dugg

[intro: 42 dugg]
(illwill313)
ayy
on everything, ayy
growin’ on the east, i seen a lot of sh*t
‘member old girl?
even after that, i f*cked a lot of b*tches
i miss you, bro

[verse 1: 42 dugg]
r.i.p. to scooter, i lost a lot of feelings (how you coming?)
z06, my n*gga, that’s without the ceiling (on my mama, ayy)
my youngin doin’ a hundred, that’s without a picture (free them boys, ayy)
no family at all, b*tch, we k!ll for a cost
you get half off on the xans, but ain’t no deal on the dog
like colin kaepernick, ayy, b*tch, just take a knee
these n*ggas out here fastin’, really hate to eat
probably catch me in traffic, n*gga (with what?)
a thirty*two and my savage with me (some buffs)
sh*t, we came from the ground up
i know it hurt you n*ggas when these b*tches hound us
ayy, i’ll really blow this b*tch if i don’t sound tough
and i ain’t braggin’, my n*gga, i’m more than active, my n*gga
i really hit n*ggas’ head, that ain’t no cappin’, my n*gga

[verse 2: bandgang masoe]
we really came from the bas*m*nt, we in the attic on n*ggas
we come through swingin’ them choppers and we ain’t laughin’ with n*ggas
they was scared of o, we was blastin’ at n*ggas
ayy, where the mask and the blender? a young scandalous n*gga
the feds swoopin’ my n*ggas and it damaged a n*gga
tend to get a n*gga four like i’m gamblin’ with it
your mans told on lil’ bro, a whole panther came with it
n*gga, pistol in the party, the dancer came with it
give that b*tch thirty*five hundred, a n*gga cancel your christmas
still play with white squares like i f*ck in the dentist
still’ll sn*tch you out your sh*t without askin’ permission
trust me, i live it
seen it or did it, remember it vivid
you been p*ssy since middle school, i know you ain’t with it
so hot, dugg, we shoot the video, they might come get us
i up this mac, it’s quiet in the room like i’m takin’ attendance
[verse 3: 42 dugg]
a lot of residue from whippin’, mas’, i’m takin’ the dishes
been in love and fell out, sh*t, i had to forget it
two hundred thousand in the couch, sh*t, i’m still from the trenches
my n*ggas fightin’ for they life, i pray it’s fourth and some inches
prosecutors playin’ goalline d
i’m in it for the money, let my hoes find beef
for all my bros i don’t see, hope y’all make it out
i thought that they was hatin’ then, sh*t, they hatin’ now
sh*t so crazy in the 10, came from f*ckin’ with the twins
n*ggas k!lled my lil’ mans, couldn’t even say the route
she like, “dugg, give me the apartment,” you can take the house
came from sippin’ on a rose, now we ace*in’ now
n*ggas tellin’ on my bros, yeah, them statements out
might not never see my n*gga, but i’m wishin’
take me back to 2010, sh*t was different
r.i.p. my n*gga soda, yeah, i miss him

[verse 4: bandgang masoe]
grew up on the westside, seen a lot of sh*t
quick to up my pistol, hit a lot of l!cks, yeah
a n*gga said our name and we was poppin’ sh*t
even to this day, we still droppin’ sh*t
know you n*ggas p*ssy, we the opposite
hit him from the corner, stojaković
the spot so d*mn hot, i wanna hide the b*tch
took a lot of risks to get an icy wrist
your b*tch get in the way and we’ll murk the b*tch
so many b’s in the crib, we need the curtains fixed
your mans out of state, man, they cursive quick
two straps on me, i’m urkel, b*tch
i’m tryna stack it up like that oprah b*tch
money

- 42 dugg

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