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42 Dugg

Turnest Nigga In The City

 

Turnest Nigga In The City

(album: Free Dem Boyz - 2021)


(Mook got the keys jumping)

Doggy brick for 65, yeah, I'm on that
Free Skeet, if they don't take a 3, then I don't want that
One for them and one for I, like fuck it, bring them phones back
Cause taking hits still, 12 will get him killed still
Buzz been going up in the hood, Doggy a thug
Jedd finally got off his hair, caught him a blood
Still taking hit to the nash, thought I was done
Nah, bitch, get you a bag, let's have some fun
Jazz back fucking with chazz, I should cry
Maybach 200 in cash I should drive
Local niggas tryna compete show me a M
Ran up 250 this week, nigga, in Timbs
Gotti got 'em all lined up I want a dime
Doggy talking crazy on the Gram, I wanna try him
Like he aing worth half what he be saying, niggas be lying
Bitch, I get it, I'm still fucking over all your niggas

Turntest younging in the city, you know all us piped
Everybody tote a .30, bitch, and all us fight
Getting paid from them birdies, niggas all us Mike Vick, hoe
Let's hit the road, I need a white bitch
Probably move back to the A, niggas don't like me
Never seen Doggy go bold, check his inditement
To all you niggas here 'cause I'm on, why you ain't write me
I just got the call from Dirt, niggas kiting off the rock

See a op you know it's on
Say he right I know he wrong
Ain't no iffing, bitch, I'm going
Two shots dilly, bitch, I'm blowing
Any color, double orange, rose gold, forty pointers
Niggas hoes they be pointing

Show that wok work, nigga, I know like 4 of y'all ain't right
Double 7 outta 5, nigga, 4 of y'all ain't fight
Give me those straight to Mike's, that was never me
And tell that bitch get off my dick, I got better freaks
Bro, if I want a hoe for real, she'll never leave
I'm still on the east, packing, swerving in that Bent
I still got the same air mattress that got her hit
Let me stop, I got a bitch, but nigga she rich too

Turntest younging in the city, you know all us piped
Everybody tote a .30, bitch, and all us fight
Getting paid from them birdies, niggas all us Mike Vick, hoe
Let's hit the road, I need a white bitch
Probably move back to the A, niggas don't like me
Never seen Doggy go bold, check his inditement
To all you niggas here 'cause I'm on, why you ain't write me
I just got the call from Dirt, niggas kiting off the rock

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