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SINGER: Doja Clik
SONG:Full Scam Plot
Man this is the e d c all up in this motherfucker Young ren and mr. p Trained ass d Yeah this shit is the smell This like a full scam plot Man (e d c) Me and my homies from the d c nigga Stompin through like this Why how the fuck can you figure That you can never fuck with us Cause we puttin' it down Shakin' it down I mean we breakin' it down Young ren (young ren) Aw yeah well let me spit on a mental tip Quit bein' a bitch If you wanna be down with this Finally actin' Game lackin' Man i'm slappin' Quit playa jackin' off the doja clik tactics I'm out this Clap this alll you want But you won't rise You better realize I'm goin' to sabatoge It was never no surprise When i empty through the cats Bucked everybody Bitch shut the fuck up Rollled up to the hold up With my nine milimeter Don't erin what you got I got a full pack of heaters Call me a cheater Cause i'm fully equiped Out smarted by young ren Pee body from the doja clik Me and that doja shit Smokin' on that grip tonight (yeah) And all my niggas ready to rip the night Old school gladis nyple We ain't fuckin' with the clip
Six fingers in the air Cause it's that eastside shit Yeah, you better flip no script Or write a new page Or have a gadge point to your craneum Cause actin' like you We fade em' Eighty-one shot Murder one with my block Think i got Will i get caught (??) Chorus x2 We bust shots at the cops The full scam plot Just you never get out Juck gettin' caught A lot a hustle And lots of jackin' Shit ain't change, we in this game Keepin' it real shakin' the lame Move get away on my mind Still holdin' on my nine But theres no withness droppin' dime So i'm kinda hard to find Got no blind Vision bury Try to pop me in a hurry Niggas turn scurry All because i wouldn't serve the No d or no weed Because his heart was full of greed Keep fuckin' with these g's And catch top of the line hittin' No heart beat Got you frozen from you head down to your feet You've been served by e-d-c Young ren and mr. pee body The man with all black shot Had to be my nigga Actin' like his name was scott I shot him Did it long range as i got him Left him in the dungeon Razor one told me to ride it
Can't stop him from bein' deal With multiple wounds to the head I guess how we feared Since we did him in and fled Off in the chev Whole town turned bloody red We can't stop We took the full scam plot, huh Chorus x3
My homies from the d-c nigga...till fade
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