LONGLIVEQUAN #FREEDUCE Lyrics

What this nigga do fool?

Huh?

What this nigga do bro?

Bro,Bro kissed the blunt like

We was hanging (Glitz)

Nigga long live quan nigga

Free Duce (Long Live Quan,FreeDuce Free TK)

Long Live all the guys

We was hanging with all of the shooters

We was banging with all of the shooters

We was staining with all of the shooters

It was nothing to call up a shooter

Got a clip on the drac' like a ruler

I call duce on the block to pollute it

Got a stick in ya hand betta' use it

You know quan never talked on computers

I lost my lil brother I'm going insane

We came from the gutta

Kicked shit like no other

It was nothing to hit up a stain

Call up duce for some trouble

He was bout bread and butter

It was nothing to snatch him a chain

Niggas die if they speak on his name

I get fried to cope with the pain

Wish they lied when they said you was slain

Uh Uh Uh (Man Nigga long live my nigga man)

Nigga long live quan uh uh (Can't believe this shit right here man you know we gon T 'ing up for my guy)

Nigga free lil duce uh uh uh

Keep a stick in his hand he won't fight back

Nigga play and get beat like a hi hat

My lil bro was on go can't deny that

Put a bitch in a blunt we gon fye that

He was quick to find out where you hide at

Where you speak on lil quan you gon die at

We was never committing the treason

Yuh them young niggas shoot for no reason

We was quick to leave fuck niggas bleeding

Light yo block like a holiday season

We was hanging with all of the shooters

We was banging with all of the shooters

We was staining with all of the shooters

It was nothing to call up a shooter

Got a clip on the drac' like a ruler

I call duce on the block to pollute it

Got a stick in ya hand betta' use it

You know quan never talked on computers

Ain The stick then we blow out your mind

Think bout duce then I sip me a line (sip on the lean)

Hit ya hoe , had a wonderful time

Years go was committing the crime

In the spot we was kicking with KG

Hit a block with lil BJ and AD

Stomp em out make a fuck nigga face leak

Bumblebee we was thugging out eight deep

Man you fuck niggas broke and stay sleep

Know a young nigga cold, can't play me

Used to trap out the spot on a daily

Getting wild my young niggas crazy

Run a mile , put a bitch on the pavement

Run ya mouth you get sent to who made you

We was hanging with all of the shooters

We was banging with all of the shooters

We was staining with all of the shooters

It was nothing to call up a shooter

Got a clip on the drac' like a ruler

I call duce on the block to pollute it

Got a stick in ya hand betta' use it

You know quan never talked on computers

Yeah,Nigga long live quan , free lil duce

Love you nigga can't believe my nigga gon man but you know we gon step in the name of quan