Evil Twins, Pt. 2

It's that Lil' Ddot nigga
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 Nigga, suck my dick
 Every opp shot, like
 Niggas know the vibe
 Grrah-grrah, boom, OY
 Yo Ddot, just move
 I'ma up it and click at his crew
 Scream, "RPT", you get put in the news
 No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too
 And y'all niggas keep dissin' OY
 That's why MS and Lotti have both died
 Don't run, don't trip
 Like, scream, "DOA", DD, pass me the grip
 Yeah, I fuck with some Makks, I fuck with some Trendy's
 But the DOA niggas is deady (DOAK)
 He tried to run up, got hit with my lefty
 Talk on bro, nigga, It get deadly
 It's Lil' Ddot, you know how I'm comin'
 Catch me an opp, yeah, I'm dumpin' in public
 He get shot if he yellin', "What's gunnin'?"
 Spin through the opps, niggas know how we comin'
 Lil' Curt got shot in his face, and Matt got spliffed for the day
 Whеn I bend, you know I don't play
 See me a Flocka, you know i'ma spray
 Yeah, thеy think 'cause I'm young
 When I see 'em, he know that I'm really gon' dump
 How they talkin' on bro but they never did nothin'
 Big chop, you know i'ma up it
 Bando a dick, that boy got shot
 Nigga stay in the T's, don't come to my block
 See an opp, we gon' blast him, clap him
 Try to run up, you get turned into ashes
 Me and Notti like Curry and Klay
 Try to run up, you get shot In ya' face
 On the block, yeah, I'm totin' on Kelly
 If shit gettin' heavy, get shot in ya' belly
 Smokin' JB, got left by the deli
 Niggas know how we really be comin'
 Drop the O, you get shot in ya' muffin
 Smokin' on Lotti, that boy got me bussin'
 If he jack DOA, I'ma add a K
 Told my 'ooter to slide, came right away
 Got a .9 on my side so pray today
 I'ma give 2 spin, any-day
 Drop the O, put an O in ya' fuckin' face
 Ddot wit' me, and you know he won't hesitate
 JB tried to run but the fat nigga tripped
 Smokin' on Nazzy, mix him wit' the Rip
 Rah-Rah had died in the back of the whip
 Please don't say, "Don't run, don't trip"
 'Cause they know my bop, I ain't runnin' from shit
 If I call up DD, you know he gon' blick
 See an opp, he get blicked through the sweater
 Notti, he wit' me, you know he won't let up
 Me and bro two deep in the spot
 If he try to run up, then we makin' it hot
 Yo Ddot, just move
 I'ma up it and click at his crew
 Scream, "RPT", you get put in the news
 No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too
 And y'all niggas keep dissin' OY
 That's why MS and Lotti have both died
 Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
 Nigga, suck my dick
 It's that Notti Osama, nigga
 Niggas know how we rocking', man
 Every opp shot, man
 Suck my dick, nigga