Lil Durk - 52 Bars Part 2 lyrics

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Lil Durk - 52 Bars Part 2 lyrics

[Verse 1] Body bag, body bag Photo them, they don chopped his a** No parol, but the poll I got, they done dropped his a** No toll, headshot, gave his whole top a tag Drama act, in da cut were llamas at, copy cat Coppas on my a** and sh** Ain't do it , innocent n***as know my resume, 30 poppa Bebe kid You don't know who Bay Bay is 4 six, Woodlawn OTF the family, even my barber tapin' sh** Uzi spit Got a deal, coolin with my movie b**h Movie clip, for a op n***a or a goofy b**h Get hit from my groopie b**h You wiffin hoes, you losin' it Thinkin' you aluminum, you would get scratched, bad, homicide Police said my baby shy Sup lo, before your a** was born I saved a 100 thou Daddy on his savage sh**, you know that boy be whillin out You know I'm bring savage out Lurkin like why they hiddin out Drama life, but my whole family told me to calm it down Bro and them gotta be bonding now Me and my b**h we bonding now No ca**, but that mac I got that b**h work condom style I spit crack like bobby brown They know I'm a problem child Wiffin We don't do that sh**, that sh** be tifflin Cause the same b**h that eat the clit like she dikin Love ya hoes, but the same b**h we put the pipe in She s**in dick, thats the same b**h you give that night kiss s**a, your a** was s**a, super man If I can't make you dance I bet that uzi can Backflip If you front your move when that mac spit All I know is drill, drill, drill on my pac sh** Yea [x3] (I'm back in!) [Verse 2] My shootas gonna shoot some sh** Ruthless sh** Cause we do this sh** Backas on some spooky sh** Droppin sh** We gon do some sh** Red light, red tape Got couple L on some goofy sh** Goofy n***as claiming sh** n***as ain't even do this sh** OTF 300 300 know that be GBE Body count with that ozi on the top cause we stay in the league Don't lack It crack No Chris Paul my Clippers give him 3 You betta at tennessee I ain't talking tennessee Ma**acre Robbin sh** Masked up like I'm dracula Mobbin sh**, no Gucci Mane, n***as know that we cashin up Twist her with the blinky its black and it spins fast as f** n***as rapped a life time, who'd eva thought I'd pa** em' up I'm from west hide and we gang bang When shortie be postin in cuts in the gang ways Crangin n***as, p**y as n***as call em rangin n***as Free my n***a rechi rich, he be so quick to change a n***a