D.C.2.A.Q. Lyrics

It's Ye!

Dog season nigga I'm on dog time

Tear one of you bitch ass niggas apart

Stop fuckin' playing with me

Don't come to a.q. nigga (nah)

(Don't come to A.Q.)

Don't spin on my side

Yea I'm talking bout you nigga

(Yeah I'm talking' bout you)

Try your luck you gone die

See I tried to be cool Nigga

(Yea I tried to be cool)

Let a lot of shit slide

Y'all be breaking our rules nigga

(Y'all be breakin' our rules)

Time to let this shit fly

Don't come to a.q. nigga (nah)

(Don't come to A.Q.)

Don't spin on my side

Yea I'm talking bout you nigga

(Yeah I'm talking' bout you)

Try your luck you gone die

See I tried to be cool Nigga

(Yea I tried to be cool)

Let a lot of shit slide

Y'all be breaking our rules nigga

(Y'all be breakin' our rules)

Time to let this shit fly

I ain't giving out clout ain't saying no names

Niggas know who they are

Don't come to aq by bus nor train

Shit, don't even come by car

If I catch em by the ferry imma bury you

Hope you got 6 niggas that'll carry you

Don't you listen to these bitches they carry you

You may now kiss the glock let it merry you

Check this

Everybody know that I'm the hardest nigga out

What we debating about

Take his baby mama buss one all up in her mouth

After that kicking her out

Stashed a bunch of guns and money all up in the couch

I'm sitting comfortable now

Shit Bitch

I do what I wanna do now

Niggas always trynna tell me that they really like that

Knowing damn well that they wasn't

Do something to me and we gone see who's really like that nigga that's word to my cousin

Cook up a verse this one fresh out the oven

Drop it in a hearse it's a body it's nothing

Stop talking bout you know my body you bluffing

Get caught in your lobby and beat like percussion

You see I be chillin

Y'all watching face

If you outta line

Put you in your place

See I got the bag

If my young niggas drilllin

I pay for the lawyer

To eat up the case

I been getting money

You new niggas late

Pull up in a foreign

The outta town plates

Bitch I'm Peter Luger

If I got the ruger

Cause if we got beef

Cook it up like a steak

Don't come to a.q. nigga (nah)

(Don't come to A.Q.)

Don't spin on my side

Yea I'm talking bout you nigga

(Yeah I'm talking' bout you)

Try your luck you gone die

See I tried to be cool Nigga

(Yea I tried to be cool)

Let a lot of shit slide

Y'all be breaking our rules nigga

(Y'all be breakin' our rules)

Time to let this shit fly

Don't come to a.q. nigga (nah)

(Don't come to A.Q.)

Don't spin on my side

Yea I'm talking bout you nigga

(Yeah I'm talking' bout you)

Try your luck you gone die

See I tried to be cool Nigga

(Yea I tried to be cool)

Let a lot of shit slide

Y'all be breaking our rules nigga

(Y'all be breakin' our rules)

Time to let this shit fly