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Dtayy - Face of The BlackHawk Lyrics



Dtayy - Face of The BlackHawk Lyrics




Niggas cannot be saved, niggas influencing they homies, ta jump off the porch and straight right
Into the grave
Niggas be workin' for niggas that they don't even know they ass
A bunch of slaves, ain't nomo second chances, when you f*ck up with me, so bitch, you better

Behave
Nigga can't be with us, and he don't play ball, you know his ass finna get waved
So many bullets then flew through his house, we f*ck around, and, had collapsed, ah cave
Couple of lil bitches, caught a few to the face, they ass wannabe so brave

Thought we was done hell nah, we still came through spin it
That was just the first wave
First few shots came out, them clippers them niggas, was bloody, had caught em ah
Fade

Niggas be out here buggin', we makin' them scatter around by sprayin' the raid
Talkin' from under the tree, I run up on you, I'm knockin' you out the shade
I was ah freshman robbing niggas that was up on me by three whole grades
Come through, spinnin' the block with cowboys, be havin' me feelin' like I'm dak

Nigga tried hoppin' the gate, we treat him like Ricky, we hit him all up in his back
Soon as we get in formation, I come through blitzin' niggas like I'm Khalil Mack
Chasin' them down like Aaron Donald, I'm ready to catch me a quarterback sack
Feelin' like Jerry, when bodies get dropped, I'm in the house waitin' for money to sack

So many niggas be dyin to the hoes, they really should've been action packed
Feelin' like D-Rose, back with the Bulls, I'm ready to take him right to the rack
Niggas be playin' ball like the Celtics, guess we gon' compare him to Shaq
Playin' ball in Atlanta, them young niggas came through shootin' like they play for the Hawks

Soon as he died, they removed his body, his family can only remember the chalk
He was runnin' for yards, and then he got caught
Thought he was Marshall Faulk, thought it was safe to walk
Them young niggas really be ready to f*ckin' stalk

His mama was hurt, her son really shouldn't been playin' with the Reaper
Niggas don't even have the patience nomo, they some real deal creepers
Come out the house on his own two feet, then he went back home, sleep in a sleeper
Bullets was stuck in his skin, soon as they found him, they went even deeper
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Niggas cannot be saved, niggas influencing they homies, ta jump off the porch and straight right
Into the grave
Niggas be workin' for niggas that they don't even know they ass
A bunch of slaves, ain't nomo second chances, when you f*ck up with me, so bitch, you better

Behave
Nigga can't be with us, and he don't play ball, you know his ass finna get waved
So many bullets then flew through his house, we f*ck around, and, had collapsed, ah cave
Couple of lil bitches, caught a few to the face, they ass wannabe so brave

Thought we was done hell nah, we still came through spin it
That was just the first wave
First few shots came out, them clippers them niggas, was bloody, had caught em ah
Fade

Niggas be out here buggin', we makin' them scatter around by sprayin' the raid
Talkin' from under the tree, I run up on you, I'm knockin' you out the shade
I was ah freshman robbing niggas that was up on me by three whole grades
Come through, spinnin' the block with cowboys, be havin' me feelin' like I'm dak

Nigga tried hoppin' the gate, we treat him like Ricky, we hit him all up in his back
Soon as we get in formation, I come through blitzin' niggas like I'm Khalil Mack
Chasin' them down like Aaron Donald, I'm ready to catch me a quarterback sack
Feelin' like Jerry, when bodies get dropped, I'm in the house waitin' for money to sack

So many niggas be dyin to the hoes, they really should've been action packed
Feelin' like D-Rose, back with the Bulls, I'm ready to take him right to the rack
Niggas be playin' ball like the Celtics, guess we gon' compare him to Shaq
Playin' ball in Atlanta, them young niggas came through shootin' like they play for the Hawks

Soon as he died, they removed his body, his family can only remember the chalk
He was runnin' for yards, and then he got caught
Thought he was Marshall Faulk, thought it was safe to walk
Them young niggas really be ready to f*ckin' stalk

His mama was hurt, her son really shouldn't been playin' with the Reaper
Niggas don't even have the patience nomo, they some real deal creepers
Come out the house on his own two feet, then he went back home, sleep in a sleeper
Bullets was stuck in his skin, soon as they found him, they went even deeper
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Writer: Dontrell Rogers
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Performed By: Dtayy
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Dontrell Rogers

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