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baq2raq - babychiefdoit, maribucks & dthangfrm115 lyrics

[intro: babychiefdoit]
brrt, brrt, yeah
yeah, n*ggas know what the f*ck goin’ on
zoo gang or no gang, 2612 sh*t, b*tch
free all the guys, n*gga

[chorus: babychiefdoit]
i say
he keep goin’ back to the ‘raq, the beef ain’t done
i’m losin’ my sh*t slowly, ain’t been right without my drugs
can’t get tied up with these hoes, i can’t tell if it’s l*st or love
she f*ckin’ for funds, i’m f*ckin’ for fun
your b*tch is a ho, that b*tch f*ckin’ for nun’

[verse 1: babychiefdoit]
i think n*ggas been fakin’ the beef, been leavin’ the crib without my gun
even though n*ggas gon’ give us a hard time, we been sweepin’ sh*t under the rug
he talk all of that tough tony sh*t, knowin’ his ass gon’ run
your b*tch look like snoop dogg, n*gga, it look like you f*ckin’ a stud
just a update on my pockets, on beef, boy, that sh*t fat
just a update on my b*tch, oh yeah, i left but i came back
just a update on me and dthang, if i ain’t f*ck, he cracked
just to update y’all on how i’m livin’, lil’ chief still big slatt

[chorus: babychiefdoit]
i say
he keep goin’ back to the ‘raq, thе beef ain’t done
i’m losin’ my sh*t slowly, ain’t been right without my drugs
can’t get tied up with thеse hoes, i can’t tell if it’s l*st or love
she f*ckin’ for funds, i’m f*ckin’ for fun
your b*tch is a ho, that b*tch f*ckin’ for nun’
[verse 2: maribucks]
one of my hoes just called my phone like, “you outside today?”
f*ck it, i’m tryna go pull with babychief, you finna get fried today
kit up a scat, tryna make new packs and pass that b*tch to twin
one got took for a glock, and then for a chop’, i’m tryna go take me a sig
i like blowin’ a style, go get wild and shoot to the land
i can’t give you sh*t, if you ain’t no snake, don’t do no fugaz’ friends
pull up, pulled up with a pound, it’s took, he move, i’m sparkin’ this gen
one n*gga makin’ me mad, i’m comin’ out lows, come out throwin’ shots at his wig
you hang with the opps, you gon’ die with them n*ggas, no, you was not part of the clan
one false move, one n*gga look at me wrong, make god forgive my sins
take sh*t down for real, we don’t ask questions, put your ass right in the lid
dthang the ace, he go to swingin’ a drac’, shorty ass make sh*t disappear

[verse 3: dthangfrm115]
we get to flippin’ and rip sh*t up, them boys better call for help
layin’ unlimited belt, if you get caught, get put on a shelf
brand new track, this b*tch so fast i d*mn near k!lled myself
and i ain’t doin’ all that fightin’, if you wanna box, you better go steal yourself
he had died off a perc’, he should’ve been smart, the reason he lost his health
and i ain’t give credit to none of my opps, guaranteed they ass get nailed
we in the summer, might just pop out the hummer, boy, who the f*ck just checked?
(we in the summer, might just pop out the hummer, boy, who the f*ck just checked?)
[chorus: babychiefdoit]
i say
he keep goin’ back to the ‘raq, the beef ain’t done
i’m losin’ my sh*t slowly, ain’t been right without my drugs
can’t get tied up with these hoes, i can’t tell if it’s l*st or love
she f*ckin’ for funds, i’m f*ckin’ for fun
your b*tch is a ho, that b*tch f*ckin’ for nun’

- babychiefdoit maribucks dthangfrm115 lyrics

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