Lyrics Luh Soldier & Zaytoven – DOA

DOA Lyrics – Luh Soldier & Zaytoven

Singer: Luh Soldier & Zaytoven
Title: DOA

[?] he gon switch on a n#gg#
Sitting here playing we b#tching a n#gg#
Getting money it’s stuck on my mental
Send a jump on a road in a rental

The streets ain’t the same, these n#gg#s be tellin’
If he a rat then he’s cracking his melon
If I don’t f#ck give her back to the streets
Hey, b#tch, I got Zay on this beat

f#ck n#gg# play that’s a dead on arrival
Who let a 100 round drum in the club
Only the fam, we ain’t f#cking with none of you n#gg#s
No we ain’t showing no love

Glock hold a 30 you play and we hanging, like a nail
Put him in a coffin
I’m getting money from Monday to Sunday
If it ain’t about money, I’m sorry you lost me

f#ck n#gg# play that’s a dead on arrival
Who let a 100 round drum in the club
Only the fam, we ain’t f#cking with none of you n#gg#s
No we ain’t showing no love

Glock hold a 30 you play and we hanging, like a nail
Put him in a coffin
I’m getting money from Monday to Sunday
If it ain’t about money, I’m sorry you lost me

f#ck n#gg# play that’s a dead on arrival
Who let a 100 round drum in the club
Only the fam, we ain’t f#cking with none of you n#gg#s
No we ain’t showing no love

Glock hold a 30 you play and we hanging, like a nail
Put him in a coffin
I’m getting money from Monday to Sunday
If it ain’t about money, I’m sorry you lost me

Jump on that roll we ain’t scared to get money
She let me do what I want when I get in, aye
Broke n#gg# made me sick
And a broke hoe cant get sh#t, hey

Chop a bullet get to penetrating
You broke asses talk we got [?]
(Chop a bullet get to penetrating
You broke asses talk we got [?])

My whole life I’ve been getting to it like they never let a n#gg# work
It ain’t meant for you if it hurts
And my paperwork perfect
They don’t f#ck with you when you’re f#cked up

But they’ll f#ck with you if you’re worth it
It’s a cold world, I ain’t perfect
I’m just out here looking for a perc
Big booty b#tch flew in on Sunday

Back on the ground she was gone by Monday
And You know my heart colder than winter
Get on the road with the stizz and the sprinter
Playing we shoot at your top, hey

I don’t know my way round the block hey
Straight out the top with this sh#t, no safety
I can’t believe how lil mama just ate me
f#ck n#gg# play that’s a dead on the rival

Who let a 100 round drum in the club
Only the fam, we ain’t f#cking with none of you n#gg#s
No we ain’t showing no love
Glock hold a 30 you play and we hanging, like a nail

Put him in a coffin
I’m getting money from Monday to Sunday
If it ain’t about money, I’m sorry you lost me
f#ck n#gg# play that’s a dead on the rival

Who let a 100 round drum in the club
Only the fam, we ain’t f#cking with none of you n#gg#s
No we ain’t showing no love
Glock hold a 30 you play and we hanging, like a nail

Put him in a coffin
I’m getting money from Monday to Sunday
If it ain’t about money, I’m sorry you lost me
n#gg# ain’t got no money

You know that’s a personal problem
Cause all of my young n#gg#s robbing
And all of my young n#gg#s taking
She don’t wanna f#ck I won’t make her

I was f#cked up had to make something, aye
Before I go broke I’m gonna say something aye
You don’t take risks, better take one aye
I had auntie mad at me

I wouldn’t stay up out her yard
I had gas count the pills
I was serving through the bar
700 dancers

They know I don’t make it look easy, that’s why they mad
Tell me the issue, aye
Cause I’m going up, I don’t give a f#ck bout what you saying
f#ck n#gg# play that’s a dead on the rival

Who let a 100 round drum in the club
Only the fam, we ain’t f#cking with none of you n#gg#s
No we ain’t showing no love
Glock hold a 30 you play and we hanging, like a nail

Put him in a coffin
I’m getting money from Monday to Sunday
If it ain’t about money, I’m sorry you lost me
f#ck n#gg# play that’s a dead on the rival

Who let a 100 round drum in the club
Only the fam, we ain’t f#cking with none of you n#gg#s
No we ain’t showing no love
Glock hold a 30 you play and we hanging, like a nail

Put him in a coffin
I’m getting money from Monday to Sunday
If it ain’t about money, I’m sorry you lost me
(Hey hey hey…)

(Luh Soldier)
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