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Evil Twins, Pt. 2

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It's that Lil' Ddot nigga

Nigga, suck my dick

Every opp shot, like

Niggas know the vibe

Grrah-grrah, boom, OY

Yo Ddot, just move

I'ma up it and click at his crew

Scream, "RPT", you get put in the news

No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too

And y'all niggas keep dissin' OY

That's why MS and Lotti have both died

Don't run, don't trip

Like, scream, "DOA", DD, pass me the grip

Yeah, I fuck with some Makks, I fuck with some Trendy's

But the DOA niggas is deady (DOAK)

He tried to run up, got hit with my lefty

Talk on bro, nigga, It get deadly

It's Lil' Ddot, you know how I'm comin'

Catch me an opp, yeah, I'm dumpin' in public

He get shot if he yellin', "What's gunnin'?"

Spin through the opps, niggas know how we comin'

Lil' Curt got shot in his face, and Matt got spliffed for the day

Whеn I bend, you know I don't play

See me a Flocka, you know i'ma spray

Yeah, thеy think 'cause I'm young

When I see 'em, he know that I'm really gon' dump

How they talkin' on bro but they never did nothin'

Big chop, you know i'ma up it

Bando a dick, that boy got shot

Nigga stay in the T's, don't come to my block

See an opp, we gon' blast him, clap him

Try to run up, you get turned into ashes

Me and Notti like Curry and Klay

Try to run up, you get shot In ya' face

On the block, yeah, I'm totin' on Kelly

If shit gettin' heavy, get shot in ya' belly

Smokin' JB, got left by the deli

Niggas know how we really be comin'

Drop the O, you get shot in ya' muffin

Smokin' on Lotti, that boy got me bussin'

If he jack DOA, I'ma add a K

Told my 'ooter to slide, came right away

Got a .9 on my side so pray today

I'ma give 2 spin, any-day

Drop the O, put an O in ya' fuckin' face

Ddot wit' me, and you know he won't hesitate

JB tried to run but the fat nigga tripped

Smokin' on Nazzy, mix him wit' the Rip

Rah-Rah had died in the back of the whip

Please don't say, "Don't run, don't trip"

'Cause they know my bop, I ain't runnin' from shit

If I call up DD, you know he gon' blick

See an opp, he get blicked through the sweater

Notti, he wit' me, you know he won't let up

Me and bro two deep in the spot

If he try to run up, then we makin' it hot

Yo Ddot, just move

I'ma up it and click at his crew

Scream, "RPT", you get put in the news

No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too

And y'all niggas keep dissin' OY

That's why MS and Lotti have both died

Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom

Nigga, suck my dick

It's that Notti Osama, nigga

Niggas know how we rocking', man

Every opp shot, man

Suck my dick, nigga