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The lyrics express a strong rivalry and aggression between different groups, with repeated references to violence and the deaths of individuals. The artists boast about their actions and confront their opponents, emphasizing a culture of retaliation and disrespect. The verses highlight a cycle of diss tracks and confrontations, showcasing a gritty narrative of street life.

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Verse 1

The lyrics express a strong rivalry and aggression between different groups, with repeated references to violence and the deaths of individuals. The artists boast about their actions and confront their opponents, emphasizing a culture of retaliation and disrespect. The verses highlight a cycle of diss tracks and confrontations, showcasing a gritty narrative of street life.

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[VERSE 1: Khalil]

I ain’t wanna keep dissing, but them niggas put me in songs


Y’all know my body y’all know what I’m on
Smoking y’all man’s y’all ain’t really put for on
Like Oh my God nigga, suck my dick, go get back
Y’all niggas pussy I’m smocking on Notti and Dotty all of y’all mans in a pack
Like OyK how many niggas got put in a shirt
Like who really run up the work
Notti nigga got poked on his shirt
Edot- that nigga dead in the dirt
Wait Imma just up again-
Imma just up on my feet go berserk
After that nigga got put in a pack all them SugarHill niggas was crying and hurt
Damn, Os let’s do What?
Sit back y’all don’t do none
on dole gonna boom up
like facts nigga, hold on nigga suck my dick spin through the hill tryna empty my
clip
SugarHillK all that shit to my dick like that’s word to my dead’s nigga
[VERSE 2: Swaggy]
And that’s word to my, word on my- like hol’ on
SugarHill what? Like all of them niggas is popped
Woscka shoot that nigga on the spot
Flockas I swear them niggas be popped
If I catch a- we go make his body drop
Notti, Dotty dead in my box
I’m tryna spin through the Sev with my knocks
DD, Motha, send2 shot
I don’t care if they rich they can suck my cock
Got ATrend with me we buggin’ on hots
I’m tryna see a nigga body drop
SugarHill DD was tryna diss in his songs
Don’t act like I ain’t see that
Two shots to his back yeah it’s like that
We don’t miss when we shoot believe that
Os they tryna play like
Now these niggas not safe
He could get shot we bop any day
Dotty is dead nigga stay in your lane
Like Os lets do it
He said he gon boom shit
But when they outside they never really do shit
[VERSE 3:Gabriel]
How those niggas got so many deads
Woska, Notti, Edot in bed
Why they still tryna speak on my deads when Notti and Dotty got put in a shed?
Catch NLE he could get beat with a choppa
They gon do what we turn them into pasta
I stay outside I’m toting on my Knocka
SugarHillK so much that we spin with the Flockas
Os lets do it
Os lets do what
Notti he got poked up
Dotty in a toaster
yeahhhhhhhh
Os lets do what
O lets, O lets
Them niggas ain’t do none
I ain’t wanna diss but bro why they on your dick?
He big EBK but walk with a stick
spin through the Hills toting on the 6
see DD I kick off his head
Best believe he gon fly
40. on me send him to the sky
Now they all sad I be wondering whyy~
[VERSE 4: Swaggy x Gabriel]
On brodie, yeah he a rapper now?
last time I seen bro he had on a cap and gown
But my ooters we gon blast him down
Free move look, that nigga dummy
He a snitch got caught up with a gun
Now nigga got some money for a gun
Get it together all my opps is bums
Oh they got me fed
They better show some respect
They be like woah bro why you dissing on Notti
Cause they all be on my deads
Yo Mo Kartii, what we doing
We gon catch em
Then we boom him
Oh that’s JStar? What the fuck
He need a gym but he takes a seat

Nigga losing like Murda B


Watch out my nigga don’t eat up the streets
What you gon do when he run into me
I got niggas outside gunning for me
[VERSE 5: Khalil]
I ain’t wanna keep dissing, but them niggas put me in songs
Y’all know my body y’all know what I’m on
Smoking y’all man’s y’all ain’t really put for on
Like Oh my God nigga, suck my dick, go get back
Y’all niggas pussy I’m smocking on Notti and Dotty all of y’all mans in a pack
Like OyK how many niggas got put in a shirt
Like who really run up the work
Notti nigga got poked on his shirt
Edot- that nigga dead in the dirt
Wait Imma just up again-
Imma just up on my feet go berserk
After that nigga got put in a pack all them SugarHill niggas was crying and hurt

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