DC The Don - Live From The Gutter lyrics

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DC The Don - Live From The Gutter lyrics

Intro] Yeah, Feragamo white Tee ni**as OD, comin' through blastin' Rick Owens my feet, too exaggeratted, ni**a stop gassin' You ain't really like that, blow your city up, ni**a start laughin' (Haha) Yeah, ni**as too goofy, beat a ni**a ass, ni**as old fashion You are not goin' ni**a, ni**as not piped, DC everlasting Pull off in the gutter, ni**as to lit, live broadcasting [Verse] Hold on, posted up My ni**as really at your crib and they posted up Four shots in the back room on that dro sh*t Ain't no surprise, I'm in the bathroom smokin' dope b*tch Yes bro, take a guess bro Use your head bro I'm next bro Go take my ex bro [?] It don't matter if you got a motherfu*kin' desk bro This head shot that pop him in his face- Hold on, posted up My ni**as really [?] smokin' dope b*tch Yes bro, take a guess bro Use your head bro I'm next bro- -Lil Daij Told that b*tch get out my face, sheesh Hold on, posted up My ni**as really at your crib and they posted up Four shots in the back room on that dro sh*t Ain't no surprise, I'm in the bathroom smokin' dope b*tch Yes bro, take a guess bro Use your head bro I'm next bro Go take my ex bro [?] It don't matter if you got a motherfu*kin' desk bro This head shot that pop him in his face- -You know that I'm really up I ask Brandon, we just made a milli, huh We in Hollywood hills, that's a dealie, bruh [?] I'ma be on it I got a brand hellcat with a D on it I got them VVs diamonds right up on my motherfu*kin' neck, watch a young ni**a ski on it

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