JEFE - 6ix9ine feat. Durag

Jefe
Du-Rag

These niggas say they heard of me, I ain't heard of you
Get the fuck up out my fuckin' face, 'fore I murder you
Bitch niggas always jackin' blood, but I know they fu
Whole squad full of fuckin' killers, I'm a killer too
Sending shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga
Everybody gettin' pop, pop, popped, nigga
The thing go rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, nigga
We send shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga

I was stuck in the ghetto where the guns kept poppin'
I wasn't gang-bangin', I was trappin' non-stoppin'
Me being broke and bumming was not an option
Someone could least collect, cocaine coppin'
Turned into rock when I started with a weapon
When I mixed it with a baggie so
I watched them ditch it for triple
Had them junkies vocal like a cripple like they all cripple
'Cause he kept on size like a small midget
More beef than the butcher 'round him
But he my blood 'til the day I die him, I can't
Told me holy my chin when I was facin' five to ten
He gave me six, I did four of 'em
Forever I'm a criminal, the popo, fuck 'em
They just wanna lock a nigga, throw away the key
Throw some numbers at your face that you really can't believe
Now your back on the cellblock, shit is looking bleak
Got your baby mama crying in the listed every week
The judge federal, twenty-five to life
All over some shit that just happened one night
All over some shit that just happened one night

I was stuck in the ghetto where the guns kept poppin'
I wasn't gang-bangin', I was trappin' non-stoppin'
Me being broke and bumming was not an option
Someone could least collect, cocaine coppin'
Stuck in the ghetto where the guns kept poppin'
I wasn't gang-bangin', I was trappin' non-stoppin'
Me being broke and bumming was not an option
Someone could least collect, cocaine coppin'

She a freak ho, fuck her, she on beast mode (Freak ho)
Arch your back, put your hands on your knees, ho (Okay)
I'm on beast mode, shoot you through your peep-hole
Said he want smoke, I don't really see it though

I was stuck in the ghetto where the guns kept poppin'
I wasn't gang-bangin', I was trappin' non-stoppin'
Me being broke and bumming was not an option
Someone could least collect, cocaine coppin'
Stuck in the ghetto where the guns kept poppin'
I wasn't gang-bangin', I was trappin' non-stoppin'
Me being broke and bumming was not an option
Someone could least collect, cocaine coppin'

Shit, I told you bitch ass niggas I wasn't playin'!
It's Durag nigga!
Let's get it!
2018 is done nigga, what



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