Rico Recklezz Doa Lyrics
DOA by Rico Recklezz
First off I ain't scared of no nigga 'cuz only god can kill me
I don't care if you deaf or blind or you blind or deaf paralyzed you gone feel me
I remember plenty nights not having shit being on a robbing spree
Run up on 'em put the gun up on 'em now his Brains and blood all in the street
R.I.C.O R.E.C.K.L.E.Z.Z
Same nigga posted on the block with the 50 cocked now I'm on the TV
And I'm with yo thot getting hella top she say she ain't got a GED
Bitch you a lie throat so fye thought you had a degree
Bitch, let's get it crackin
Not talking 'bout luggage when I say I'm packin
I'm riding I'm smoking dope bending in traffic
With two bad bitches nigga Brittany and Jasmine
Yea Brittany and Jasmine I catch a opp lackin I kill him close casket
Now his bitch lost her man and her son is a bastard
I get money fast but I need it faster
Run up on me get pumped just like some asthma
Gun on my waist spit fire I call it dragon
Run up on a nigga blitz him that's john madden
Rollin off beans sippin lean I'm unbalanced
No DJ want drama then I got cannon
She say that I'm fly well bitch I'm never landing
Kush got me high I'm in stars with the planets
Rco don't shoot em' just dropped...gotdamn it
Rico don't shoot em' just dropped
When is the violence gon' drop
Hood just like noodles and pop
Don't call em' 30's they mops
Boy how you talking to cops
Jumping gates chasing down Opps
Kill em' then pistols I swap
'Cuz that muhfucka too hot
Now the whole hood is too hot
Stop tryna be something you not
Know yo role just like the role
[?]
The flicka the wrist in the pot
Big guns I do not box
Put yo ass up in a box
Chicago like bulls and white sox
Can't trust these niggas they plot
If you try taking my guap
Rico don't shoot em' he shot
Now his ass need a grave plot
Couple thousand for the watch
Just so the bitches can jock
Its going down bitch I'm young joc
30's and 50's and jocs
Thug life bitch I'm 2Pac
When I hop out valet park
Still in the hood when its dark
Kush stank smell like a fart
(WHOOP) you look like a narc
Don't let me see you slide at the park
Catch you with kids at the park
Bullets they spark
To the Opps I have no heart
Couple shots rip him apart
Boy you shoulda played it smart [x2]
I don't care if you deaf or blind or you blind or deaf paralyzed you gone feel me
I remember plenty nights not having shit being on a robbing spree
Run up on 'em put the gun up on 'em now his Brains and blood all in the street
R.I.C.O R.E.C.K.L.E.Z.Z
Same nigga posted on the block with the 50 cocked now I'm on the TV
And I'm with yo thot getting hella top she say she ain't got a GED
Bitch you a lie throat so fye thought you had a degree
Bitch, let's get it crackin
Not talking 'bout luggage when I say I'm packin
I'm riding I'm smoking dope bending in traffic
With two bad bitches nigga Brittany and Jasmine
Yea Brittany and Jasmine I catch a opp lackin I kill him close casket
Now his bitch lost her man and her son is a bastard
I get money fast but I need it faster
Run up on me get pumped just like some asthma
Gun on my waist spit fire I call it dragon
Run up on a nigga blitz him that's john madden
Rollin off beans sippin lean I'm unbalanced
No DJ want drama then I got cannon
She say that I'm fly well bitch I'm never landing
Kush got me high I'm in stars with the planets
Rco don't shoot em' just dropped...gotdamn it
Rico don't shoot em' just dropped
When is the violence gon' drop
Hood just like noodles and pop
Don't call em' 30's they mops
Boy how you talking to cops
Jumping gates chasing down Opps
Kill em' then pistols I swap
'Cuz that muhfucka too hot
Now the whole hood is too hot
Stop tryna be something you not
Know yo role just like the role
[?]
The flicka the wrist in the pot
Big guns I do not box
Put yo ass up in a box
Chicago like bulls and white sox
Can't trust these niggas they plot
If you try taking my guap
Rico don't shoot em' he shot
Now his ass need a grave plot
Couple thousand for the watch
Just so the bitches can jock
Its going down bitch I'm young joc
30's and 50's and jocs
Thug life bitch I'm 2Pac
When I hop out valet park
Still in the hood when its dark
Kush stank smell like a fart
(WHOOP) you look like a narc
Don't let me see you slide at the park
Catch you with kids at the park
Bullets they spark
To the Opps I have no heart
Couple shots rip him apart
Boy you shoulda played it smart [x2]