King Los - Dueces lyrics

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King Los - Dueces lyrics

Came up from the bottom it ain't nothin' bout my hood sweet You can stop this ballin' darlin' hope you got some good seats They be on they bullsh**, so I be on my cold sh** I live it up and you ain't slick enough to f** my old b**h Haters should salute Los I made it through the loop holes Looked off by all of you folks but still took off like Badu's clothes Never lost my cool though, I stack every dollar up Pull that cherry impala up with my burberry collar up Lost my pops, lost my cuz, lost my deal, lost my mind I lost marty, he lost his girl, god damn I jus feel lost sometime Everything that challenge me in some weird way jus balance me Going through the trenches, ill show you who ur friends is n***as ain't real and b**hes me a nuisance And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces And im rollin wit my top down on them haters(dueces) Pockets full of paper(dueces) I dont see these n***as I jus, I jus see em later n***as ain't real and b**hes me a nuisance And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces And im rollin wit my top down on them haters(dueces) Pockets full of paper(dueces) I dont see these n***as I jus, I jus see em later No matter how they view a n***a they gon see my cool side I ain't trippin my shoes tied, catcha n***a pool side Better check my resume the homies that I move with Push a lot of eight balls and never touched a pool stick Better keep your new chick on a chain and muzzeled up We walk up in that club I bet them b**hes gon' huddle up Come up with a game plan to be around this fame damn Now she tellin stories about how she got a lame man My circle never penetrated, swagga never been de-faded n***as get intimidated, b**hes get eliminated I ain't got no problem long as figures gettin genrated Rumors dont offend me homie can't you see im finna make it Wishin well of wisdom I could take you through the drought If you gps success it prolly take you to my house Yea, better learn my swagga everything about me live Haters s** a dick and die, dueces b**h im out at 5 n***as ain't real and b**hes me a nuisance And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces And im rollin wit my top down on them haters(dueces) Pockets full of paper(dueces) I dont see these n***as I jus, I jus see em later n***as ain't real and b**hes me a nuisance And I dont give em time I jus give em dueces And im rollin wit my top down on them haters(dueces) Pockets full of paper(dueces) I dont see these n***as I jus, I jus see em later