Speaker Knockers

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: YSR Dee Rich]
Dee Rich a bitch, he ain't 'bout it, I'ma put him on a tee
Same nigga said that got my song on repeat
He fresh outta high school, now he runnin' with a heat
Them kinda niggas be the first to die from tryna act street
I talked to Gabe, he told me stay ahead, I swear you got the key
Pop your shit, they ain't fuckin' with you, boy, that's on me
Keep your Glock just in case a nigga think some shit sweet
Get your get-back on doggy, put that boy next to me
Free DBlack, mister hop out with that K and make a flip
I ain't worried 'bout that boy, he just talkin' out his lip
I feel like Kodak, this a dirty K that's with me in the whip
You try to run, that's your ass, I'ma make you do a flip

[Verse 2: DogGang Cory]
Cory ain't on shit, he ain't really gettin' pape'
The samе nigga talkin' crazy caught some bullets to the facе
Fresh off probation, sick as hell I just caught another case
Nigga talkin' 'bout I'm broke, man, that nigga must be laced
Headshot, ain't no aimin' at his body, we gon' kill him
DogGang, if I whistle, bet them killers go and get him
You ain't really got a bag, you the Malcolm in the middle
This ho just asked me 'bout my music, now my baby mama trippin', tryna kill her
We can start a marching band in this bitch, every stick came with a drum
K's bustin' out the whip, we ain't into one-on-ones
I don't want your bitch pussy, I been fuckin' on her tongue
K bullets like some smoke how they fuckin' up his lungs

[Verse 3: Six Ward Von]
I'm with my white boy, he tryna act Black like Lil Pump
Pushed his ass in the back, but he was sittin' in the front
I walked in by myself, it's just me and my cup
A nigga died in my hood, but I was chillin' in the Buck
I was fuckin' off a Perc', I couldn't even get a nut
He got killed at the mall gettin' fly, he a duck
He ain't sellin' nothin', he just get high, but he the plug
I know a nigga wanna be just like me, he my son
Ridin' 'round with some big shit in the wrong area
Told Dee Rich put the heat up, he got the hoes scared
Why he keep actin' like a gangster? He a whole fed
Got his ass beat inside the county, it's a code red

[Verse 4: YSR Dee Rich]
I'm a hothead, when I leave the crib, I bring the heat out
Liquor bullets, opps wanna drink, let's have a drink-out
Walkin' downtown to Ocean Drive with my feet out
Gucci shoes to the bend, you know I had to bring the tee out
Freaky bitch tryna fuck-fuck, let's have a freak-out
Told her bring her friend, shit, she brung three out
This bitch gave me good-ass head, she made me skeet out
You got a thousand for a feature? Say no more, pull a beat out

[Verse 5: Six Ward Von]
This a longsleeve, bitch, pull a seat out
She told me grab her by the throat, bring the freak out
I'm a gangster and a rapper, I can't eat out
I was just in Saginaw, I'm in the D now
I'm with my lil' scammin' bitch from the Eastside
She don't talk after we fuck, she throw the peace sign
She talkin' dick on the actin'-like-she-sleep side
Lil' boy, I need a band just to freestyle
I'll pop 'em, then skate like I'm P-Child
Turn around, catch his ass on the rebound
Ayy, Rell, this bitch too loud, turn the beat down
I got a sign on the trap that say "Keep out"

[Verse 6: DogGang Cory]
No Joy Road, but bullets exit out a 9
Three bullets hit his head, the other four fucked up his spine
Nigga called me for a ten, gave his ass a point-five
Niggas don't drop shit, they get a gun and go live
I'm a demon, nigga seen me out the window and he took off
Quarterback, I get to throwin' bullets like it's football
I catch an opp and drop thirty— aight
I catch an opp and drop thirty, you the type to have a look-off

[Outro]
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