BIG O’S ONE MIC CYPHER lyrics

by

DudeyLo


[Intro: Dee Play4Keeps & DudeyLo]
Like, where the f*ck is you going? (Grrah, grrah)
Where you going? (Come here)
It's that Dee Play4Keeps n*gga, Os up, never Gz, you heard? (Baow, baow, n*gga, ah, ah, ah)
He said, look, baow, baow, baow

[Verse 1: DudeyLo]
Drippy 'ooter, did drills in my denims
We on Cane block, posted on 7th
I call L, now we on Lenox (Leroy)
Lil' Dray B tryna hop out and get 'em
Word to bro, we done tripped to 08th
n*ggas stay in they 'jects to be safe
Like, he said, "Dudey ain't flick"? Then he laced
I hop out that V and I'm watching 'em race

[Verse 2: Sugarhill Ddot]
Word to bro, f*ck the fame
I done really done trooped through 08th
Like, free Banga, bro could've—
Like, started skippin' 'em states
I told bro, "Let's go on a drill"
Baby Bz tryna go up for the kill
Like, sh*t get nasty, sh*t get real
Told bro up first, know he will
Like, I can't wait 'til they free Kay Flock
Word to bro, I was f*ckin' his thot
"Dumping On Anything," y'all n*ggas cappin'
Go get back for y'all deads in a casket
Let's go blitz, EA Sports, Madden
He-he tried to reach, so I'm blastin'
I put the dot to his head like Aladdin
Like, thirty stick on my hip, yeah, I'm blastin'
[Verse 3: DudeyLo & Dee Play4Keeps]
I done gave them a visual, I done showed them how to put they mask on
Who got shot?
And Thor, that was a song I really made a bag on, baow, baow
I call Boogz like, "It's time to go to bend"
He like, "Bro, we already went"
I'm like, "f*ck it, we going again" (Now look)
He like, "Drill only taking the steps"

[Verse 4: Dee Play4Keeps]
I skip to my lou, that's what I do
When I'm on the 2s, I back out my G
Bullets'll stick to your head like Cody
Head stomped on like a roach on my shoe
You a G, n*gga, you better stand up
Ten Os, nine shots, better duck when you hear us
Rah died, I turned into a dancer
I was hyped they put him on a banner

[Verse 5: BoogzFrmDaO]
If I walk with this beam, bet I get 'em
No hesitation with my G, I start flickin'
Word to bro, I done had n*ggas missin'
Troopin' on feet, they don't know what I'm feeling
Heard the 1 tryna spin, yeah, I know
Spot a opp, I won't shoot through the coat
Ain't no need for the beam, n*ggas know
I ain't going for nothin', you mentionin' bro
[Verse 6: SugarHill Chris]
Creep through the S, where the f*ck is Day Ryer?
Kal G, he got hit with some fire
Mari a rat, n*gga wearin' them wires
I seen a opp, he got hit with them tires
In the V, n*ggas know I'm a problem
We catch Chase, then the bros know I got 'em
Why the f*ck do y'all diss on my block?
n*gga, Matt caught a shot, then he dropped

[Verse 7: Dee Play4Keeps]
I told lil' bro, "It's time, put your shoes on"
He got a new boo, I'ma flick at his new jawn
In the party, she gettin' her groove on
She tryna spin with the bros, we can't move on
Rah, Ray, Nay, and f*ck lil' Jay EK
Vito, he ran on his bae
n*gga Kev runnin' Ricky, lucky he got away

[Outro: DudeyLo, Sugarhill Ddot, Dee Play4Keeps, BoogzFrmDaO & SugarHill Chris]
Drippy 'ooter, did drills in my denims
We on Cane block, posted on 7th
Word to bro, f*ck the fame
I done really done trooped through 08th
I skip to my lou, that's what I do
When I'm on the 2s
If I walk with this beam, bet I get 'em
No hesitation with my G, I start flickin'
Creep through the S, where the f*ck is Day Ryer?
Kal G, he got hit with some fire
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