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pipe down - ro$ama & duke deuce lyrics

[intro: ro$ama]
(ha, let that sh*t ride, tony)
stand up in this motherf*ckin’ flame
hold on, goodness gracious
lord have mercy
yeah, yeah
uh

[verse 1: ro$ama]
n*gga what? n*gga who? (yeah) n*gga where? n*gga boo (what?)
n*gga ain’t scarin’ sh*t but his motherf*ckin’ crew (but hsi motherf*ckin’ crew)
n*gga, huh? n*gga, huh? (yeah, yeah) don’t flinch, n*gga, buck (bah)
you ain’t dumb, you gon’ f*ck around and get your crew stuffed

[chorus: ro$ama]
pipe down (ah), pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh)
pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (ah)
tell them n*ggas pipe down, “pipe down,” (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy)
pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy), pipe down, n*gga

[verse 1: ro$ama]
where you from? (huh) who you with? (huh)
b*tch, you lame, you ain’t lit (600)
what you claim? who your clique? (huh)
you don’t bang? you a b*tch (motherf*ckin’ b*tch)
you ain’t sh*t
there’s a whole lot of thugs here (yeah, ha, let’s go), n*gga
we’ll f*ck around and tear the whole club up, n*gga (whole club up)
uh*huh, got the crips and the treys in this b*tch
uh*huh, got the 60s and the grapes in this b*tch
uh*huh, bls and bds in this b*tch (what up? huh)
and you know the motherf*ckin’ gds in this b*tch, n*gga (go)
talkin’ down, you’ll get your ass sn*tched up (get over here)
it’s the coven around my way, these n*ggas masked up (masked up)
better watch, you know them people ridin’ with yellow tape (with what?)
circlin’ blocks ’cause my n*ggas, they don’t know they shapes (yeah)
gang member, grave digger, known for gettin’ active (tsa)
waist trainer, young n*gga known for body sn*tchin’ (uh)
forever ganging, my n*ggas steady bangin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
the city steady spinnin’ ’til they dizzy, ain’t no changin’ (yeah, d*mn)
[chorus: ro$ama & duke deuce]
pipe down (ah), pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh)
pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (ayy)
tell them n*ggas pipe down, “pipe down,” (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy)
pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy, what the f*ck), pipe down (ayy), pipe down, n*gga

[verse 2: duke deuce]
uh*huh, b*tch, i’m bread stackin’, play, i get to head crackin’ (head crackin’)
totin’ a shotty, this’ll knock you out your d*mn jacket (out your jacket, out your jacket, n*gga)
we ain’t bangin’ ’bout no colors, b*tch, we bang commas (colors)
in that new school, pulled your sister, old school, pulled your mama (yeah)
and i ain’t gotta throw the set, them n*ggas know i’m gangster (i stamp that, n*gga)
nothin’ but green ’round a n*gga like a f*ckin’ ranger (huh)
forever mobster, a hundred in my car (car)
in my city, watch your mirror, they’ll sn*tch you out your charger (what the f*ck)

[chorus: ro$ama & duke deuce]
pipe down, pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh)
pipe down (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (ayy, ayy, ayy)
tell them n*ggas pipe down, “pipe down,” (huh), pipe down (huh), pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy)
pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy), pipe down (ayy), pipe down, n*gga

- roama duke deuce lyrics

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