42 Dugg ● Wock N Red

[Intro]
We got London On Da Track
Yes
Free them boys
Yeah, bitch, we the-

[Chorus]
Wild nigga
Touch one these chains, I'm in the crowd with it
Foul nigga, I hop out with this bitch and get the yeah-yeah-yeah
Cuz ran off,...⇣ More

[Intro]
We got London On Da Track
Yes
Free them boys
Yeah, bitch, we the-

[Chorus]
Wild nigga
Touch one these chains, I'm in the crowd with it
Foul nigga, I hop out with this bitch and get the yeah-yeah-yeah
Cuz ran off, they find him dead, dead, dead
Me, Apple, Ric and Martez known for huntin' shit
Nah, what's that drug? You turn one into two, we call it dog
Heard that young niggas still like to hoop, I like to ball
We ain't into cuffin' rat bitches, not I
And every nigga ever disrespect got shot
Ten spin, friends, yeah
Wock, Wock, Wock, Red
New Glocks, F&Ns
Drew, Mox, Neff and twins

[Verse 1]
Bluеs, blocks, I'm just
Pape on who? Not us
Chill bitch, one fall out in love, I need a rеal bitch
I'm still lit, Apple fightin' a life, know we appeal shit
I'm here for him, youngin' been gone, bitch know we still scorin'
Yeah, yeah, still missin' Gotti, bangin' that Lil Quez
Turn me up, no new friends, just know it's only us
What you want youngin'? What you want?

[Chorus]

Wild nigga
Touch one these chains, I'm in the crowd with it
Foul nigga, I hop out with this bitch and get the yeah-yeah-yeah
Cuz ran off, they find him dead, dead, dead
Me, Apple, Ric and Martez known for huntin' shit
Nah, what's that drug? You turn one into two, we call it dog
Heard that young niggas still like to hoop, I like to ball
We ain't into cuffin' rat bitches, not I
And every nigga ever disrespect got shot
Ten spin, friends, yeah
Wock, Wock, Wock, Red
New Glocks, F&Ns
Drew, Mox, Neff and twins

[Verse 2]
What, you think special, bitch? Thump her if I catch the bitch
Fifty K, I'm blessed as shit, bare face on my extra shit
Not even on no messy shit, my new bitch and my ex the shit
Dugg he back to stretchin' shit, fuck her good, no text at all
Bitch might not get sexed at all, fuck on, hoe
I'm not with kissin', I'm not with huggin', I get my fuck on, hoe
I got my buffs on and my sticks
Got my pint, bitch know I'm rich
Risk my life just for this shit, free them boys (We the-)




[Chorus]
Wild nigga
Touch one these chains, I'm in the crowd with it
Foul nigga, I hop out with this bitch and get the yeah-yeah-yeah
Cuz ran off, they find him dead, dead, dead
Me, Apple, Ric and Martez known for huntin' shit
Nah, what's that drug? You turn one into two, we call it dog
Heard that young niggas still like to hoop, I like to ball
We ain't into cuffin' rat bitches, not I
And every nigga ever disrespect got shot
Ten spin, friends, yeah
Wock, Wock, Wock, Red
New Glocks, F&Ns
Drew, Mox, Neff and twins

[Outro]
Free them boys

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