41 Killa lyrics

[Intro]
Baow, baow, baow
Grrah, grrah

[Chorus]
Oh, that's Dougie? We make him Dougie
Beam on his face means it's 'bout to get ugly
I'm on Chester, I got my gun and I'm comfy
I got my G if you moving dusty
Like, n*ggas gotta explain
Lay got stabbed, n*ggas made him strain
n*gga got shot, he ain't walking the same
n*gga, 41K, man, them lil n*ggas lame
Like, these n*ggas trolls, they got me tight
Them n*ggas pus*y, don't believe the hype
And I don't give a f*ck, it's on sight
If we don't got the knocks, I'ma beat on that dyke
Like, how you get beat on your way to a flight?
n*gga shaking his ass like he a dancer
I got some questions, I need some answers
Like, how could you put that on camera?

[Verse]
[?] I'm talking 'bout Cameron, hop out a Honda, I'm tryna blam 'em
The way I get money, they think I'ma scammer
Big bag when I come through the hood, I'm like Santa
Like, it's a stick-up, on bro, put your hands up
I ain't breaking the code, I ain't giving my mans up
Everything in that bag and give them bands up
Bend through that block, throw a shot, he can't stand up
It was just me and Ray tryna catch us a fool
When I came to that block, n*ggas ran in the store
Mo Kartii a b*tch, had his face on the floor
He dropping my O, so it's [?]
If he trip and he fall, shoot at the floor
Then it's back to the block, n*ggas know what I'm on
When KR got locked he was talking to cops
n*ggas linking with opps, [?]
If I see 41, 41 getting shot, like, grrah, grrah
Like, that sh*t was cute, ain't have enough for the G-Lock
I had to get me a deuce
b*tch, it's everything dead, word to my dead
n*ggas know we ain't making no truce
Rip her thong, I'm tryna see what she do
Put the Perc in her butt, shawty getting loose
[Chorus]
Oh, that's Dougie? We make him Dougie
Beam on his face means it's 'bout to get ugly
I'm on Chester, I got my gun and I'm comfy
I got my G if you moving dusty
Like, n*ggas gotta explain
Lay got stabbed, n*ggas made him strain
n*gga got shot, he ain't walking the same
n*gga, 41K, man, them lil n*ggas lame
Like, these n*ggas trolls, they got me tight
Them n*ggas pus*y, don't believe the hype
And I don't give a f*ck, it's on sight
If we don't got the knocks, I'ma beat on that dyke
Like, how you get beat on your way to a flight?
n*gga shaking his ass like he a dancer
I got some questions, I need some answers
Like, how could you put that on camera?