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lirik lagu nomore diddy – yus gz

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[intro]
like, grah grah
like, grah grah
(chee on the beat) (mm, nah, turn that up, young madz)
like, grah grah
brodie keep fl!ckin’ like he tryna*
grah, like
grah
(ahh)

[chorus]
we done made n*ggas fast on they feet
stomp on his head, like, we don’t need no v
get out the way, like i p
like, tryna hawk ’em before he get deep
like, tryna knock a n*gga out his sneaks
like, bro put a few n*ggas right to sleep
i go dumb, with the g
‘cuz these bullets gon’ rock him, just watch how he geek

[verse]
like, 50k got him duckin’ from both sides
saw the beam, had to up it and blow now
creep through the back tryna knock off his bowtie
diddy ain’t ballin’ no more, he a bullseye
p*ssy was talkin’ on bro, he a [?]
bullets gon’ beat on his chest if he oy
i go dumb with the deuce every time that i blow down
try to run, me and brodie gon’ blitz, we get both sides
wanna diss on my deads? bet
rb and [?] yellow head
them n*ggas do bad, they got me fetched
like, noah had nothin’ left
who the f*ck is a shh lil’ [?] choppa
the day that i flock him, he gon’ meet death
ldot red, shot in his chest
y’all saw how bobby died on the steps (ahh)
if it’s up, we want dead that
.40 [?] b*tch go to head tap
we swervin’ through blocks
fl!ckin’ at opps (ahh)
like, how that n*gga was duckin’ wit’ his chop?
bro throwin’ pistol bullets, we don’t box (we don’t box)
he think he got one, bet
wait til’ i back out and flock (ahh)
i got my knocka’ when i notti bop (notti)
not e with the dot (notti)
hit ’em in his top (dotty)
smokin’ jiggy pops (ahh)
they done got me on hots (ahh)
we made him scream on that block (bow bow)
we boomin’ from both ways, ran and then dropped (bow bow)
it’s nowhere to go and i heard he got shot (ahh)
[chorus]
we done made n*ggas fast on they feet
stomp on his head, like, we don’t need no v
get out the way, like i p
like, tryna hawk ’em before he get deep
like, tryna knock a n*gga out his sneaks
like, bro put a few n*ggas right to sleep
i go dumb, with the g
‘cuz these bullets gon’ rock him, just watch how he geek

[chorus]
we done made n*ggas fast on they feet
stomp on his head, like, we don’t need no v
get out the way, like i p
like, tryna hawk ’em before he get deep
like, tryna knock a n*gga out his sneaks
like, bro put a few n*ggas right to sleep
i go dumb, with the g
‘cuz these bullets gon’ rock him, just watch how he geek

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