Round of applause 2 by BuDouble Lyrics
[Verse 1]
RIP Dirtbag
Puttin opps in a hearse fast
Swear to god boy this feelin really hurts bad
So we tell the opps, wherever u at, first class
Headshots
Boom boom, red dots
Told blood run up on em, made his head drop
Leave the kids in the crib when its wartime, nigga we left blood in the park in the sandbox, nigga this
Round of applause
N u can catch a round of applause
Bro got a pump and a sawed
So any nigga ever got a problem gettin solved, fuck is wrong wit u nigga?
U can get it too, n bitches get it too
We catchin u ridin wit em we ain't tryna pick n choose
Nigga must’ve lost it, why he talkin like he walkin till them killas ride up, put yo brains on them suits
And I might dig up a old murder weapon, so put one of yo homies on this bitch
When it get real all my brothers in the field nigga, we be in the streets like we homeless then a bitch
Niggas think they winnin
Tell me why u think we steady sinnin
Slide thru, poles up like the ceilin
Tryna catch a body
They think they got away like they thought they got away when they tried to kill gotti, uh huh
But hell nah I remember that night
Bullets flyin everywhere, niggas fallin' on they shit
Niggas tryna get away, nigga still get hit
Lookin niggas in they eyes like, yeah u a bitch
And u know
Nigga u was scared for yo life
U was almost a nigga stripes
Think this shit a game
Next time we strike we gon give yo ass a whole nother name for yo gang, gang
Yeah, n thats real lil nigga
30 clip in this bitch now whats the deal lil nigga?
Drive by so why they hide, blood spilled lil nigga
Kill his bro so u know how we feel lil nigga
Yeah, pop a pill lil nigga
In my feelins not one, do a drill lil nigga
Did sum shit in the hood, tried to move to the burbs, like we wasn't gonna visit uncle phil lil nigga
Look. We dont do no talkin, bitch we shootin at yo jaws
Headshot, instant death, got em shittin in his draws
Niggas know who run the pole, u can call me Mr Claus
Thought he came to steal the show and got a round of applause, gang
[Hook]
Return to your vehicles, return to your homes
You will be subject to arrest if u fail to comply
U cannot be in the streets, u cannot be in (?) anymore
[Verse 2]
DaydayWorld K nigga
Thought they got away
Tell em Free Lil Duke so we can smoke his lil ass
Turn em to this dope in this blunt that I smoke
We gon laugh at yo murda while we choke on yo ass, lil nigga
Tell me how u wanna be the shit
So u can meet yo fame to a clip, mufucka
Lil nigga jus jumped off the porch now he gotta get his name to his clique
Thats the shit we on right now
Please dont come outside if u value yo life
Niggas gettin scared, n we ain't puttin money on yo head cause this shit never came wit a price
I ain't gon lie
Sometimes I pray to the man and I know sometimes he show the light
I still never change, and I’ll be this way till I’m dead or the judge give me 25 to life
Cause I, do this for my niggas who be down for a kill
If I die tonight, broski go out there n do a drill
U can stop all that cryin, cause Im up here wit the guys
Jus go drop another opp, make sure the score is never tied, gang
Look us in our eyes, tell me what u see
Sum young ass niggas, we was forced OGs
Cause the oldheads left niggas out there
We was doin grown man shit, we was only 13
So miss me wit all of that fuckery
All the opp hoes steady sayin they dont fuck wit me
Cause I used to smack they ass
Tell the truth how Im feelin right now, nigga jus might clap they ass
Thats the shit we on right now
Hell yeah im from the pole boy im comin for that throne right now
RIP Dirtbag, shoutout to the Hoolies hold ya head high n never lower that down, nigga
Fuck these niggas think we playin out here?
Lemme get a
Lemme get a moment of silence, for bro
RIP Dirtbag
Puttin opps in a hearse fast
Swear to god boy this feelin really hurts bad
So we tell the opps, wherever u at, first class
Headshots
Boom boom, red dots
Told blood run up on em, made his head drop
Leave the kids in the crib when its wartime, nigga we left blood in the park in the sandbox, nigga this
Round of applause
N u can catch a round of applause
Bro got a pump and a sawed
So any nigga ever got a problem gettin solved, fuck is wrong wit u nigga?
U can get it too, n bitches get it too
We catchin u ridin wit em we ain't tryna pick n choose
Nigga must’ve lost it, why he talkin like he walkin till them killas ride up, put yo brains on them suits
And I might dig up a old murder weapon, so put one of yo homies on this bitch
When it get real all my brothers in the field nigga, we be in the streets like we homeless then a bitch
Niggas think they winnin
Tell me why u think we steady sinnin
Slide thru, poles up like the ceilin
Tryna catch a body
They think they got away like they thought they got away when they tried to kill gotti, uh huh
But hell nah I remember that night
Bullets flyin everywhere, niggas fallin' on they shit
Niggas tryna get away, nigga still get hit
Lookin niggas in they eyes like, yeah u a bitch
And u know
Nigga u was scared for yo life
U was almost a nigga stripes
Think this shit a game
Next time we strike we gon give yo ass a whole nother name for yo gang, gang
Yeah, n thats real lil nigga
30 clip in this bitch now whats the deal lil nigga?
Drive by so why they hide, blood spilled lil nigga
Kill his bro so u know how we feel lil nigga
Yeah, pop a pill lil nigga
In my feelins not one, do a drill lil nigga
Did sum shit in the hood, tried to move to the burbs, like we wasn't gonna visit uncle phil lil nigga
Look. We dont do no talkin, bitch we shootin at yo jaws
Headshot, instant death, got em shittin in his draws
Niggas know who run the pole, u can call me Mr Claus
Thought he came to steal the show and got a round of applause, gang
[Hook]
Return to your vehicles, return to your homes
You will be subject to arrest if u fail to comply
U cannot be in the streets, u cannot be in (?) anymore
[Verse 2]
DaydayWorld K nigga
Thought they got away
Tell em Free Lil Duke so we can smoke his lil ass
Turn em to this dope in this blunt that I smoke
We gon laugh at yo murda while we choke on yo ass, lil nigga
Tell me how u wanna be the shit
So u can meet yo fame to a clip, mufucka
Lil nigga jus jumped off the porch now he gotta get his name to his clique
Thats the shit we on right now
Please dont come outside if u value yo life
Niggas gettin scared, n we ain't puttin money on yo head cause this shit never came wit a price
I ain't gon lie
Sometimes I pray to the man and I know sometimes he show the light
I still never change, and I’ll be this way till I’m dead or the judge give me 25 to life
Cause I, do this for my niggas who be down for a kill
If I die tonight, broski go out there n do a drill
U can stop all that cryin, cause Im up here wit the guys
Jus go drop another opp, make sure the score is never tied, gang
Look us in our eyes, tell me what u see
Sum young ass niggas, we was forced OGs
Cause the oldheads left niggas out there
We was doin grown man shit, we was only 13
So miss me wit all of that fuckery
All the opp hoes steady sayin they dont fuck wit me
Cause I used to smack they ass
Tell the truth how Im feelin right now, nigga jus might clap they ass
Thats the shit we on right now
Hell yeah im from the pole boy im comin for that throne right now
RIP Dirtbag, shoutout to the Hoolies hold ya head high n never lower that down, nigga
Fuck these niggas think we playin out here?
Lemme get a
Lemme get a moment of silence, for bro