Lil Durk - Should've Ducked (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Durk - Should've Ducked (en) Lyrics
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DJ FMCT
Ayy, they told me I can't be
around no gang members
Y'all got me fucked up, nigga
I go everywhere with my killers, man
DJ Bandz, oh, man
Yeah, let's get it
Throw that mask on, when you jump out
first you better blast (Yeah)
V. don't like slow shit, on hits,
them switches (Frrt) fast (Gang)
Ain't gon lie, the city haul with strikers,
they don't last (Turn up)
When you poppin' with your
killers, you better check
your guys (Man, what)
We don't party on other blocks, they
fuck with other opps (Let's get it)
Then come 'round like you gang, that
got your brother shot (Brrah)
You say his name insidе a song, that
got your brother hot (Let's get it)
Thеn leave him hangin' without a lawyer,
that shit dumb as fuck (Pussy)
You come outside without your
gun, lil' boy, you dumb
as fuck (Dumb as fuck)
Ain't no quick run to the store, they
pop out, fire you up (Brrah)
I told my PO through the gate
that I get high as fuck
(I get high as fuck)
She ask me how high do I get, I
told her high as Duck (Tooka)
My brother told me get some
property, I kept gettin'
Glockies (Gettin' Glocks)
I told him I only drink wocky, he say
I'm gettin' cocky (Let's get it)
All them bitches wanna fuck me,
I don't give them money
One bitch thought I told her, "Yeah,
" I said, "You better block me"
He survived one to the head,
but it fucked up his body
You think he off a eight or red
the way that nigga noddin'
He don't even know 'bout drugs,
he sell lean, OxyContin
You tryna judge him off his looks,
that lil' boy actually robbin'
Man, he talkin' 'bout gang
in this bitch (Why he callin',
talkin' 'bout gang?)
He ain't get back from that one shit,
man his gang ain't on shit
Fonem posted up outside,
Dracos hanging and shit
Before he died, his ass a
goofy, now he famous and
shit (Brrr, brrr, brrr)
I'm King Draco, got my name off drilling,
check the record, bitch
(Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
That pussy dropped that song about
me, he get found without his dick
Send off a bag 'bout my lil' cousin,
they fakin', death caught him quick
They made me mad enough, I spin through
there myself, say the wrong shit
Might still sip when I get low,
but I prefer Wock over trip
Fucked up and let me in the door,
I went fully on auto sticks
I'm Mr. Slime 'Em Out, I caught his
backdoor, unlocked on the lick
Or Mr. Leave No Evidence, know my criminal
book hella thick (On God)
You niggas goose, ain't got no gun
You went away, your ass a dumby
I'm on my sixth Moncler this winter,
I couldn't wait to get some money
My lil' nigga up four souls, he caught
two dressed up like a junkie
They thought I was just rappin'
Lately, murder gang, that
shit ain't funny
You know the murder gang, they come
through, that shit ain't funny
I'm locked in with hunters, from the
God, got killers 'round the country
I might don't need to slime 'em out,
just be yourself and stay 300
We get money Monday through Saturday,
pray to Trey Day every Sunday
My cleats tied up in the field, won't
never hear me go out runnin'
Post up a pic like I'm in LA, but
the whole time I'm with gun
We ain't tryna keep hearin' 'bout that
shit you did, go get active again
It's either eat or get ate
on my side, I'ma fuck the
drops and go and spin
Three and O, we skunkin' shit, get
one more kill, conceal the win
Beef with us, won't never land 'till
y'all get hit up with them pens
Can't come around unless you
get a body, chopper, F&N
We caught one of them pussies drunk,
he died before he dropped the Henny
Got 'bout ten whips in my garage and
still don't know what to get in
Take off the emblems out the 'Cat, tint out the
window 'fore I spin (Shh, brrr, tint out the
window 'fore I spin, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
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