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Artist: Lud Foe
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187 Lyrics - Singles - Lud Foe

I hit the club with all my ice on 

I turn the lights on 

My tool on me 

Who this nigga staring at my jewelry 

Gang with me 

Bang with me 

We start shooting in the club 

If you scared to tote a gun, you can't hang with me 

Run up in yo bitch house 

Where them kilos? 

Got some bald headed Mexicans 

Shout out my Migos 

I knock on a nigga door, shoot him through the peep hole 

I just knocked a nigga out, what he was mugging me for? 

Nun but killers in my squad, don't make call up Tito 

Young nigga, but is throwing niggas like I'm Debo 

They ain't let me in with this pole, they should've searched me at the door 

This nigga blood on my shoe, we stumped a nigga in the floor 

Say ya love me baby, whats the meanin of that shit? 

I don't drink codeine, I ain't with that leaning and shit 

Got a new tool, put a red beam on that bitch 

Never wife a bitch, I never bought a ring for a bitch 

You gone make me pull up on yo motherfuckin block 

Get to clappin 

I shoot yo ass, 187 fuck this rap shit 

Tec-9's, AR-15's, and a MAC 10 

Im out west, where we gang bang and kidnap shit 

Its shooters in yo house, bitch, since you wanna sneak diss 

On the internet 

Twitter beef 

Nigga tweet this 

9, I run up on yo ass from behind 

Are ya lackin? bullets hit yo ass in yo spine 

Boy Ya Actin, ya get caught in that jam, and drop a dime 

Bitch was givin my mans top, while i was hittin her from behind 

This that street shit, call 4nem, we on that heat shit 

Hot shit 

Pull up on yo block, then drop shit 

We pop shit 

I'm Robbin jeans saggin, i ain't with all of that Rocks shit 

My tooley come 

Call my gun connect, he bring me stupid Glocks 

Stupid watch 

Filled with stupid diamonds 

I dont even know what time it is 

[?] 

No time to waste, these bullets gone hit yo face 

Gone make me catch a case 

Young nigga with felonies 

Couldn't stay with my OG, she was on section 8 

No [?] we pull up on yo block 

And then kill any race 

Mini man, Im yelling many man 

4nem jump out that mini van 

 

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I fell off in the club with some thugs 

And the semi tucked 

Heard you want a war with a thug, you ain't hood enough 

I fuck a nigga up, paramedics gotta pick him up 

She say she wanna fuck with a thug, cause my money up 

 

I fell off in the club with some thugs 

And the semi tucked 

Heard you want a war with a thug, you ain't hood enough 

I fuck a nigga up, paramedics gotta pick him up 

She say she wanna fuck with a thug, cause my money up 

 

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You don't wanna get caught in the street 

Chest full of lead, and a head full of heat 

Whats with all this twitter beef? we can meet 

Give a fuck, imma see ya on the streets 

You better run, boa we do this shit for fun 

You'd be smart if you go and buy a gun 

I got a fucked up attitude, very rude 

Say its beef, now I'm shooting up a school 

Another murder came down, I'm a fool 

I'm a rapper but don't get this shit confused 

That boy don't wanna use his head, he gone lose 

Then i shoot him and that bitch with this Uzi 

Red Beams everywhere 

Bullets flyin everywhere 

Better run nigga, move it 

I kick a nigga door in, shooters on the low end 

Call em up and they shootin 

This stupid bitch tryna fool me 

We got enough clips in this bitch to shoot a movie 

Cops in my rear view, flushing through the traffic 

Kill yo mans, he tried to testify, catch his ass in traffic 

Nigga get yo rolls up 

Nigga get yo poles up 

Young wild niggas 

They gone bring the poles up 

You ain't gang nigga 

You dont bang nigga 

You dont slang 

We gone hit yo block 

We gone find out where you hang, Dangling 

 

I fell off in the club with some thugs 

And the semi tucked 

Heard you want a war with a thug, you ain't hood enough 

I fuck a nigga up, paramedics gotta pick him up 

She say she wanna fuck with a thug, cause my money up 

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