DD Osama x Dudeylo x Sugarhill ddot x Edot Baby x Roscoe G x Jstar Balla - Notti Gang
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β±οΈ 3:21 duration
π ID: 22001593
π Lyrics
Suck my dick, nigga
Grrah
It's that Dudeylo nigga, suck my dick, you heard?
Every opp shot
Ayo Dudey', pass me the fuckin' knocks (Ahh)
Grrah (Ahh)
I'm wit' Roscoe, and he totin' the knocker
He get shot if he throw up a Flocka
Spin through the Sev, we yellin', 'We got one" (Rrah-rrah)
Like, you can shot if you talkin' on Notti
Lee, Gas, Bobby
Blay, Rip, Nazzy
Spin to his grave just to dig up his body
Play your block, don't die right there
We know where you at, we gon' slide right there
Shot after shot, throw nine right there
He got hit for throwin' up shots right there
Ayo Paco, why the fuck is you sayin' my name?
Like, you don't take risks for your gang
You a bitch, stop chasin' the fame
Nigga passed through ya' block and you ain't do a thing
That's on bro, I was takin' a trip
Ayo Dami, you know what I did
That was me, in OG, you coulda' performed
But instead, you was duckin' ya' wig
Benz, J.O, Matt, kick
It's like so many names in my spliff
And tell, Shh, to go pick up his face
Hop out, now it's time to play chase
Switchin' on me, shit sprayin' like mace, rrah-rrah-rrah
And brodie told me, "Don't stop, keep rappin'"
Notti died, I was hurtin', real sadness
And they know on that block, I was blackin'
Me and DD, you can ask on what happened
Like, fuck all black, do a drill in some fashion
Fuck Lee, nigga gone like magic
Yo Dudeylo, let's spin through they block
Tryna put a Gunna on his top
DayDay in public, send shot after shot
Call up [Pezo?], you know that's the rock, grrah
I bet Ddot gon' get if I tell 'em
On the block, tryna flick every petal
Spin through the Sev, tryna flock at a revel, grrah
Actin' lit, now they all showin' faces
Free the bros up top, fightin' cases
Like, my niggas all rap, same paces
So many opps got hit, can't name 'em, like
I just threw, Dudey wit' me, he totin' a chop
Try to run up and you know I'ma flock
Ayo Roscoe, who that?
If he say the wrong thing, he get shot in his back
Ayo Melly, you a bum
Stop puttin' my name in y'all track
When I see you, I'm lettin' it clap
I'm smokin' on Rah, he went out in a pack
No cap, can't go out like Ray
He a bitch, he got shot in his face
When we spin through the Two we ain't leavin' no trace
See a opp, swear I'ma up it and flame
Talkin' on Notti, you know he get shot
Smokin' MS, got put in a box
"Ahhh", that's what you heard when he got shot
Hang out the V, tryna dump at his mata
I can't wait 'til I catch me a Flocka
What you know about bendin' that block?
Me and bro two deep wit' two knocks
Shot after shot, opp after opp
Keep clickin', I tell 'em, "Don't stop"
We the face of the city
Catch Mali, we do 'em like Rippy
Stop sayin' our names in y'all tracks
Lotti, Rah, packed
It's lil' Ddot, you know that I'm back
Hang out the V, tryna click off a Makk
Matt, Lotti, Ray
Rippy, Nazzy, Blay
Like, Kurt, got shot in his face
Try to run up, you know I'ma spray
Rah got clapped in the whip, nobody did shit
When we spin through the Two's, who bitchin'? I'm off the hit
I'm smokin' on Rite, lil' boy get to see the light
Try to run up, nigga, I don't fight
SevSideK, y'all just for the hype, fact
Yo DD, get 'em
Hop out the V, lil' bro won't miss 'em
Shots to they bod', I bet he go missin'
Back out the cane, you know I'ma blitz 'em
Like, how can I go out likeβ
He went out like a bitch
How many niggas done died on they strip?
Tweak on the beat, tryna make this a hit, like
When you run into me, what you gon' do?
Sped back, tryna do 'em like Lu, grrah-grrah
Like, Kee and Gaddy
That's two opps that went out badly
Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", grrah
Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", like, like
Grrah, grrah, like
Don't you think, I got a stick
Talkin' on Notti, get hit in ya' shit, like
DD wit' me told 'em, "Pass me the grip", like
Like, all these dead niggas in a spliff
Like, glah, where they at?
Late night, tryna spin through the Jack
Like, get low, in a stat
And she on my body, she know that I'm Mat
Next nigga talk hot, I'ma to lose it
If he talkin' on Notti get lit like a loosie
She on my body, she want me to do her
In the back of the V, she gon' gimme medula
Bend through they block so we gotta manuever
Grrah
It's that Dudeylo nigga, suck my dick, you heard?
Every opp shot
Ayo Dudey', pass me the fuckin' knocks (Ahh)
Grrah (Ahh)
I'm wit' Roscoe, and he totin' the knocker
He get shot if he throw up a Flocka
Spin through the Sev, we yellin', 'We got one" (Rrah-rrah)
Like, you can shot if you talkin' on Notti
Lee, Gas, Bobby
Blay, Rip, Nazzy
Spin to his grave just to dig up his body
Play your block, don't die right there
We know where you at, we gon' slide right there
Shot after shot, throw nine right there
He got hit for throwin' up shots right there
Ayo Paco, why the fuck is you sayin' my name?
Like, you don't take risks for your gang
You a bitch, stop chasin' the fame
Nigga passed through ya' block and you ain't do a thing
That's on bro, I was takin' a trip
Ayo Dami, you know what I did
That was me, in OG, you coulda' performed
But instead, you was duckin' ya' wig
Benz, J.O, Matt, kick
It's like so many names in my spliff
And tell, Shh, to go pick up his face
Hop out, now it's time to play chase
Switchin' on me, shit sprayin' like mace, rrah-rrah-rrah
And brodie told me, "Don't stop, keep rappin'"
Notti died, I was hurtin', real sadness
And they know on that block, I was blackin'
Me and DD, you can ask on what happened
Like, fuck all black, do a drill in some fashion
Fuck Lee, nigga gone like magic
Yo Dudeylo, let's spin through they block
Tryna put a Gunna on his top
DayDay in public, send shot after shot
Call up [Pezo?], you know that's the rock, grrah
I bet Ddot gon' get if I tell 'em
On the block, tryna flick every petal
Spin through the Sev, tryna flock at a revel, grrah
Actin' lit, now they all showin' faces
Free the bros up top, fightin' cases
Like, my niggas all rap, same paces
So many opps got hit, can't name 'em, like
I just threw, Dudey wit' me, he totin' a chop
Try to run up and you know I'ma flock
Ayo Roscoe, who that?
If he say the wrong thing, he get shot in his back
Ayo Melly, you a bum
Stop puttin' my name in y'all track
When I see you, I'm lettin' it clap
I'm smokin' on Rah, he went out in a pack
No cap, can't go out like Ray
He a bitch, he got shot in his face
When we spin through the Two we ain't leavin' no trace
See a opp, swear I'ma up it and flame
Talkin' on Notti, you know he get shot
Smokin' MS, got put in a box
"Ahhh", that's what you heard when he got shot
Hang out the V, tryna dump at his mata
I can't wait 'til I catch me a Flocka
What you know about bendin' that block?
Me and bro two deep wit' two knocks
Shot after shot, opp after opp
Keep clickin', I tell 'em, "Don't stop"
We the face of the city
Catch Mali, we do 'em like Rippy
Stop sayin' our names in y'all tracks
Lotti, Rah, packed
It's lil' Ddot, you know that I'm back
Hang out the V, tryna click off a Makk
Matt, Lotti, Ray
Rippy, Nazzy, Blay
Like, Kurt, got shot in his face
Try to run up, you know I'ma spray
Rah got clapped in the whip, nobody did shit
When we spin through the Two's, who bitchin'? I'm off the hit
I'm smokin' on Rite, lil' boy get to see the light
Try to run up, nigga, I don't fight
SevSideK, y'all just for the hype, fact
Yo DD, get 'em
Hop out the V, lil' bro won't miss 'em
Shots to they bod', I bet he go missin'
Back out the cane, you know I'ma blitz 'em
Like, how can I go out likeβ
He went out like a bitch
How many niggas done died on they strip?
Tweak on the beat, tryna make this a hit, like
When you run into me, what you gon' do?
Sped back, tryna do 'em like Lu, grrah-grrah
Like, Kee and Gaddy
That's two opps that went out badly
Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", grrah
Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", like, like
Grrah, grrah, like
Don't you think, I got a stick
Talkin' on Notti, get hit in ya' shit, like
DD wit' me told 'em, "Pass me the grip", like
Like, all these dead niggas in a spliff
Like, glah, where they at?
Late night, tryna spin through the Jack
Like, get low, in a stat
And she on my body, she know that I'm Mat
Next nigga talk hot, I'ma to lose it
If he talkin' on Notti get lit like a loosie
She on my body, she want me to do her
In the back of the V, she gon' gimme medula
Bend through they block so we gotta manuever
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.03] Suck my dick, nigga
[00:03.15] Grrah
[00:04.10] It's that Dudeylo nigga, suck my dick, you heard?
[00:05.78] Every opp shot
[00:07.14] Ayo Dudey', pass me the fuckin' knocks (Ahh)
[00:10.40] Grrah (Ahh)
[00:17.13] I'm wit' Roscoe, and he totin' the knocker
[00:18.88] He get shot if he throw up a Flocka
[00:20.81] Spin through the Sev, we yellin', 'We got one" (Rrah-rrah)
[00:22.56] Like, you can shot if you talkin' on Notti
[00:24.56] Lee, Gas, Bobby
[00:26.27] Blay, Rip, Nazzy
[00:27.62] Spin to his grave just to dig up his body
[00:28.66] Play your block, don't die right there
[00:30.44] We know where you at, we gon' slide right there
[00:31.43] Shot after shot, throw nine right there
[00:33.05] He got hit for throwin' up shots right there
[00:34.00] Ayo Paco, why the fuck is you sayin' my name?
[00:35.81] Like, you don't take risks for your gang
[00:37.12] You a bitch, stop chasin' the fame
[00:38.93] Nigga passed through ya' block and you ain't do a thing
[00:39.93] That's on bro, I was takin' a trip
[00:41.60] Ayo Dami, you know what I did
[00:42.89] That was me, in OG, you coulda' performed
[00:44.67] But instead, you was duckin' ya' wig
[00:45.95] Benz, J.O, Matt, kick
[00:46.90] It's like so many names in my spliff
[00:48.53] And tell, Shh, to go pick up his face
[00:49.85] Hop out, now it's time to play chase
[00:51.26] Switchin' on me, shit sprayin' like mace, rrah-rrah-rrah
[00:53.59] And brodie told me, "Don't stop, keep rappin'"
[00:55.19] Notti died, I was hurtin', real sadness
[00:56.41] And they know on that block, I was blackin'
[00:58.10] Me and DD, you can ask on what happened
[00:59.46] Like, fuck all black, do a drill in some fashion
[01:00.85] Fuck Lee, nigga gone like magic
[01:02.10] Yo Dudeylo, let's spin through they block
[01:06.10] Tryna put a Gunna on his top
[01:07.33] DayDay in public, send shot after shot
[01:08.60] Call up [Pezo?], you know that's the rock, grrah
[01:10.46] I bet Ddot gon' get if I tell 'em
[01:11.79] On the block, tryna flick every petal
[01:13.07] Spin through the Sev, tryna flock at a revel, grrah
[01:15.29] Actin' lit, now they all showin' faces
[01:16.94] Free the bros up top, fightin' cases
[01:18.11] Like, my niggas all rap, same paces
[01:19.51] So many opps got hit, can't name 'em, like
[01:20.79] I just threw, Dudey wit' me, he totin' a chop
[01:22.01] Try to run up and you know I'ma flock
[01:23.72] Ayo Roscoe, who that?
[01:24.60] If he say the wrong thing, he get shot in his back
[01:26.33] Ayo Melly, you a bum
[01:27.35] Stop puttin' my name in y'all track
[01:29.00] When I see you, I'm lettin' it clap
[01:30.33] I'm smokin' on Rah, he went out in a pack
[01:31.72] No cap, can't go out like Ray
[01:33.65] He a bitch, he got shot in his face
[01:34.92] When we spin through the Two we ain't leavin' no trace
[01:36.56] See a opp, swear I'ma up it and flame
[01:37.80] Talkin' on Notti, you know he get shot
[01:39.09] Smokin' MS, got put in a box
[01:40.05] "Ahhh", that's what you heard when he got shot
[01:42.18] Hang out the V, tryna dump at his mata
[01:43.40] I can't wait 'til I catch me a Flocka
[01:44.65] What you know about bendin' that block?
[01:45.95] Me and bro two deep wit' two knocks
[01:47.25] Shot after shot, opp after opp
[01:48.65] Keep clickin', I tell 'em, "Don't stop"
[01:49.55] We the face of the city
[01:51.08] Catch Mali, we do 'em like Rippy
[01:52.55] Stop sayin' our names in y'all tracks
[01:53.82] Lotti, Rah, packed
[01:54.88] It's lil' Ddot, you know that I'm back
[01:56.43] Hang out the V, tryna click off a Makk
[01:57.62] Matt, Lotti, Ray
[02:00.65] Rippy, Nazzy, Blay
[02:03.37] Like, Kurt, got shot in his face
[02:05.98] Try to run up, you know I'ma spray
[02:08.89] Rah got clapped in the whip, nobody did shit
[02:11.88] When we spin through the Two's, who bitchin'? I'm off the hit
[02:14.42] I'm smokin' on Rite, lil' boy get to see the light
[02:16.62] Try to run up, nigga, I don't fight
[02:17.99] SevSideK, y'all just for the hype, fact
[02:19.69] Yo DD, get 'em
[02:21.31] Hop out the V, lil' bro won't miss 'em
[02:22.30] Shots to they bod', I bet he go missin'
[02:23.96] Back out the cane, you know I'ma blitz 'em
[02:24.84] Like, how can I go out likeβ
[02:26.56] He went out like a bitch
[02:27.82] How many niggas done died on they strip?
[02:28.95] Tweak on the beat, tryna make this a hit, like
[02:30.36] When you run into me, what you gon' do?
[02:32.68] Sped back, tryna do 'em like Lu, grrah-grrah
[02:35.57] Like, Kee and Gaddy
[02:36.47] That's two opps that went out badly
[02:37.47] Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", grrah
[02:39.07] Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", like, like
[02:42.62] Grrah, grrah, like
[02:44.92] Don't you think, I got a stick
[02:46.25] Talkin' on Notti, get hit in ya' shit, like
[02:47.54] DD wit' me told 'em, "Pass me the grip", like
[02:48.88] Like, all these dead niggas in a spliff
[02:50.26] Like, glah, where they at?
[02:51.60] Late night, tryna spin through the Jack
[02:52.92] Like, get low, in a stat
[02:54.18] And she on my body, she know that I'm Mat
[02:55.44] Next nigga talk hot, I'ma to lose it
[02:56.89] If he talkin' on Notti get lit like a loosie
[02:58.15] She on my body, she want me to do her
[02:59.43] In the back of the V, she gon' gimme medula
[03:00.67] Bend through they block so we gotta manuever
[03:02.27]
[00:03.15] Grrah
[00:04.10] It's that Dudeylo nigga, suck my dick, you heard?
[00:05.78] Every opp shot
[00:07.14] Ayo Dudey', pass me the fuckin' knocks (Ahh)
[00:10.40] Grrah (Ahh)
[00:17.13] I'm wit' Roscoe, and he totin' the knocker
[00:18.88] He get shot if he throw up a Flocka
[00:20.81] Spin through the Sev, we yellin', 'We got one" (Rrah-rrah)
[00:22.56] Like, you can shot if you talkin' on Notti
[00:24.56] Lee, Gas, Bobby
[00:26.27] Blay, Rip, Nazzy
[00:27.62] Spin to his grave just to dig up his body
[00:28.66] Play your block, don't die right there
[00:30.44] We know where you at, we gon' slide right there
[00:31.43] Shot after shot, throw nine right there
[00:33.05] He got hit for throwin' up shots right there
[00:34.00] Ayo Paco, why the fuck is you sayin' my name?
[00:35.81] Like, you don't take risks for your gang
[00:37.12] You a bitch, stop chasin' the fame
[00:38.93] Nigga passed through ya' block and you ain't do a thing
[00:39.93] That's on bro, I was takin' a trip
[00:41.60] Ayo Dami, you know what I did
[00:42.89] That was me, in OG, you coulda' performed
[00:44.67] But instead, you was duckin' ya' wig
[00:45.95] Benz, J.O, Matt, kick
[00:46.90] It's like so many names in my spliff
[00:48.53] And tell, Shh, to go pick up his face
[00:49.85] Hop out, now it's time to play chase
[00:51.26] Switchin' on me, shit sprayin' like mace, rrah-rrah-rrah
[00:53.59] And brodie told me, "Don't stop, keep rappin'"
[00:55.19] Notti died, I was hurtin', real sadness
[00:56.41] And they know on that block, I was blackin'
[00:58.10] Me and DD, you can ask on what happened
[00:59.46] Like, fuck all black, do a drill in some fashion
[01:00.85] Fuck Lee, nigga gone like magic
[01:02.10] Yo Dudeylo, let's spin through they block
[01:06.10] Tryna put a Gunna on his top
[01:07.33] DayDay in public, send shot after shot
[01:08.60] Call up [Pezo?], you know that's the rock, grrah
[01:10.46] I bet Ddot gon' get if I tell 'em
[01:11.79] On the block, tryna flick every petal
[01:13.07] Spin through the Sev, tryna flock at a revel, grrah
[01:15.29] Actin' lit, now they all showin' faces
[01:16.94] Free the bros up top, fightin' cases
[01:18.11] Like, my niggas all rap, same paces
[01:19.51] So many opps got hit, can't name 'em, like
[01:20.79] I just threw, Dudey wit' me, he totin' a chop
[01:22.01] Try to run up and you know I'ma flock
[01:23.72] Ayo Roscoe, who that?
[01:24.60] If he say the wrong thing, he get shot in his back
[01:26.33] Ayo Melly, you a bum
[01:27.35] Stop puttin' my name in y'all track
[01:29.00] When I see you, I'm lettin' it clap
[01:30.33] I'm smokin' on Rah, he went out in a pack
[01:31.72] No cap, can't go out like Ray
[01:33.65] He a bitch, he got shot in his face
[01:34.92] When we spin through the Two we ain't leavin' no trace
[01:36.56] See a opp, swear I'ma up it and flame
[01:37.80] Talkin' on Notti, you know he get shot
[01:39.09] Smokin' MS, got put in a box
[01:40.05] "Ahhh", that's what you heard when he got shot
[01:42.18] Hang out the V, tryna dump at his mata
[01:43.40] I can't wait 'til I catch me a Flocka
[01:44.65] What you know about bendin' that block?
[01:45.95] Me and bro two deep wit' two knocks
[01:47.25] Shot after shot, opp after opp
[01:48.65] Keep clickin', I tell 'em, "Don't stop"
[01:49.55] We the face of the city
[01:51.08] Catch Mali, we do 'em like Rippy
[01:52.55] Stop sayin' our names in y'all tracks
[01:53.82] Lotti, Rah, packed
[01:54.88] It's lil' Ddot, you know that I'm back
[01:56.43] Hang out the V, tryna click off a Makk
[01:57.62] Matt, Lotti, Ray
[02:00.65] Rippy, Nazzy, Blay
[02:03.37] Like, Kurt, got shot in his face
[02:05.98] Try to run up, you know I'ma spray
[02:08.89] Rah got clapped in the whip, nobody did shit
[02:11.88] When we spin through the Two's, who bitchin'? I'm off the hit
[02:14.42] I'm smokin' on Rite, lil' boy get to see the light
[02:16.62] Try to run up, nigga, I don't fight
[02:17.99] SevSideK, y'all just for the hype, fact
[02:19.69] Yo DD, get 'em
[02:21.31] Hop out the V, lil' bro won't miss 'em
[02:22.30] Shots to they bod', I bet he go missin'
[02:23.96] Back out the cane, you know I'ma blitz 'em
[02:24.84] Like, how can I go out likeβ
[02:26.56] He went out like a bitch
[02:27.82] How many niggas done died on they strip?
[02:28.95] Tweak on the beat, tryna make this a hit, like
[02:30.36] When you run into me, what you gon' do?
[02:32.68] Sped back, tryna do 'em like Lu, grrah-grrah
[02:35.57] Like, Kee and Gaddy
[02:36.47] That's two opps that went out badly
[02:37.47] Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", grrah
[02:39.07] Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", like, like
[02:42.62] Grrah, grrah, like
[02:44.92] Don't you think, I got a stick
[02:46.25] Talkin' on Notti, get hit in ya' shit, like
[02:47.54] DD wit' me told 'em, "Pass me the grip", like
[02:48.88] Like, all these dead niggas in a spliff
[02:50.26] Like, glah, where they at?
[02:51.60] Late night, tryna spin through the Jack
[02:52.92] Like, get low, in a stat
[02:54.18] And she on my body, she know that I'm Mat
[02:55.44] Next nigga talk hot, I'ma to lose it
[02:56.89] If he talkin' on Notti get lit like a loosie
[02:58.15] She on my body, she want me to do her
[02:59.43] In the back of the V, she gon' gimme medula
[03:00.67] Bend through they block so we gotta manuever
[03:02.27]