​i dont give a fuxk bout da 808s 2 lyrics

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[Intro: wildkarduno & ???]
Even though I did say that sh*t, (Yeah) why did the n*ggas cut me off?
Oh my g- (Mash)

[Verse]
Too many Glocks when you hop out the Honda, n*gga, yeah, yeah (Hop out the b*tch)
Too many sticks, b*tch it's Cosmo and Wanda, n*gga, yeah, yeah (Too many sticks)
Pop out with Drac’, I just might call Osama, n*gga, yeah (Pop out with that Drac', n*gga)
Don't tell me about the 808s
We just catch an opp, and then we close the case
We should go hit us a lick and go run a chase
These n*ggas snitched on they partner, I call them Jace! (Snitch ass n*gga)
Yeah, we gon’ take your ride, gimme that (Gimme that sh*t)
We just skrrt off in the Hemi-Cat, n*gga try? We gonna catch his hat, yeah, on gang (f*ck n*gga, on gang)
n*gga, I'm takin' hoes in this whip
AR, that b*tch can shoot out the hip
And it's blue in my pocket like Nip (It blue)
Bang 5, I know my partner a crip
Yeah, got love for him, he my brother
We just spin on they block with that cutter
I call DJae, we got the same mother
(Yeah, gang, yeah)
I put my all into this sh*t, n*gga
Crash the whip in a ditch, n*gga
You think you hard, but you a snitch, n*gga yeah, yeah, gang
n*gga ain't live by the code (He ain't live by the code)
I just got Arbutin, it get me in that mode, b*tch
And y'all n*ggas slept on me (Y'all n*ggas slept)
Them n*ggas said they creepin’, they ain’t crept on me yeah, yeah
n*gga I'm a real shooter, better prep on me, yeah
Gave you your Glock back, I shoulda kept homie (You shoulda kept that sh*t, f*ck n*gga)
b*tch ass n*gga
[Outro]
Yeah, f*ck n*gga (You shoulda kept that Glock n*gga, on gang)
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