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No Duckin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Spaxe Jam Slixk
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Enrico Currence




Spaxe Jam Slixk - No Duckin' Lyrics
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Yea yea yea I'm reporting live from the penitentiary nigga
Y'all know what it is imma be home in a couple months
Imma touchdown and cause hell
Aye Slixk tell em what it is homeboy
You already know Slixk from the Blvd BB shit
(Yessir)
First thing first I'm still in the hood
Like the dopeman nigga (Bottom)
Still got patnas locked in that system totin' dem pistols and robbing lil nigga (Skeedawee)
Ducking yo taco I can't f*ck witchu (Nah)
2800 ain't sparing no niggas (Hell no)
If you gotta problem bring me yo issue (Bring it here)
No we not beefing on da media
.40 on me hollows going thru tissue (Fa Fa)
Drop yo location we swerving (Skrrt)
Better be bout dat action in person
Stand ten toes ain't no folding
Talking real tough I guess you a solider (Hmm)
Big sticks knock a nigga off of his shoulders (Ba Boom)
You ain't really wit da shit thought I told ya (Thought I told ya)
Smoove in da cut it's a murder
Ain't f*ckin' wit rats we set up da trap
If gang pull up right now how you gone act
You bussin off rip or you gotta click clack
Smashing on site yo body go splat
B 2 Da L wipe ya nose slat slat (Slatt Slatt)
Free Blk kris til it's backwards real rap (Free Kris)
Gleesh still servin dem boas no cap (No cap)
Just lost May to da feds free em out (Free em out)
Bitch I'm from da bottom bangville where I'm at
(Yessir)
First thing first I'm still in the hood
Like the dopeman nigga (Bottom)
Still got patnas locked in that system totin' dem pistols and robbing lil nigga (Skeedawee)
Ducking yo taco I can't f*ck witchu (Nah)
Let's get one thing straight I ain't never been one of dem niggas dat hate (Uhn Uhn)
I was too busy worrying about da food dats on my plate (Let's eat)
Yea we was rolling then bounced no skates (Skrt)
Oh you so gangsta but tellin' on niggas (You told)
You made the wrong move now it's up dere witcha (Its up)
And f*ck anybody dats f*ckin' witcha (F*ck em)
You better call a lifeline sos you gone need they help
Man this shit deeper than rap that's all I confess
All you had to do was sit in dat room and close ya damn mouth
(Shhhh that's all you had to do nigga keep yo f*ckin' mouth closed the police don't know Shit unless you tell em f*ck nigga)
(These niggas outchea dumb as f*ck you hear me)
(Bottom)
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Yea yea yea I'm reporting live from the penitentiary nigga
Y'all know what it is imma be home in a couple months
Imma touchdown and cause hell
Aye Slixk tell em what it is homeboy
You already know Slixk from the Blvd BB shit
(Yessir)
First thing first I'm still in the hood
Like the dopeman nigga (Bottom)
Still got patnas locked in that system totin' dem pistols and robbing lil nigga (Skeedawee)
Ducking yo taco I can't f*ck witchu (Nah)
2800 ain't sparing no niggas (Hell no)
If you gotta problem bring me yo issue (Bring it here)
No we not beefing on da media
.40 on me hollows going thru tissue (Fa Fa)
Drop yo location we swerving (Skrrt)
Better be bout dat action in person
Stand ten toes ain't no folding
Talking real tough I guess you a solider (Hmm)
Big sticks knock a nigga off of his shoulders (Ba Boom)
You ain't really wit da shit thought I told ya (Thought I told ya)
Smoove in da cut it's a murder
Ain't f*ckin' wit rats we set up da trap
If gang pull up right now how you gone act
You bussin off rip or you gotta click clack
Smashing on site yo body go splat
B 2 Da L wipe ya nose slat slat (Slatt Slatt)
Free Blk kris til it's backwards real rap (Free Kris)
Gleesh still servin dem boas no cap (No cap)
Just lost May to da feds free em out (Free em out)
Bitch I'm from da bottom bangville where I'm at
(Yessir)
First thing first I'm still in the hood
Like the dopeman nigga (Bottom)
Still got patnas locked in that system totin' dem pistols and robbing lil nigga (Skeedawee)
Ducking yo taco I can't f*ck witchu (Nah)
Let's get one thing straight I ain't never been one of dem niggas dat hate (Uhn Uhn)
I was too busy worrying about da food dats on my plate (Let's eat)
Yea we was rolling then bounced no skates (Skrt)
Oh you so gangsta but tellin' on niggas (You told)
You made the wrong move now it's up dere witcha (Its up)
And f*ck anybody dats f*ckin' witcha (F*ck em)
You better call a lifeline sos you gone need they help
Man this shit deeper than rap that's all I confess
All you had to do was sit in dat room and close ya damn mouth
(Shhhh that's all you had to do nigga keep yo f*ckin' mouth closed the police don't know Shit unless you tell em f*ck nigga)
(These niggas outchea dumb as f*ck you hear me)
(Bottom)
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Writer: Enrico Currence
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