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4 it Video (MV)




Performed By: Dnola4
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Donnie Gilder




Dnola4 - 4 it Lyrics




If I see a trophy out in public I might crash for it
Sick the bitch on him, she gon' toss him off the backboard
Attempt to do that dance in the coochie
Now my back's sore She gon' put that trap in my hand and I ain't ask for it
They just banged shh for my skit, y'all gotta bad informant
Lil Donnie creeping through your trap what a bad morning
New artillery just touched down it's y'all last warning
Moving militant through these streets, I know me important

Walked down up pipe a passed due abortion Suge knight he made that hit and he ain't get a portion
I be all on I-5, back up big Porsches fresh off a skit, catch me pissing on these black forces
He can't hang around the team, he ain't blowing nothing This bitch tryna be my GFE, just let me hold something
He made an attempt to pull the move, I dropped the whole onion And I can't believe she walk the blade she got no bunyons

Don't underestimate the succas , put them in the ground ain have 50 cent to to my name, I hit for 50 pounds
Don't attach my name to that club, they f*ck with Mickey Mouse soon as them vectors come in I'm dicking, blicky down
They dump on me I'm throwing back like some henny rounds I take my daughter out to dinner with more than 50 shots
They put my unky in the can, cause he was beating pots I told my mom, when I touch down, I need plenty shots

I'm in the alley with a loaded pipe like a crack addict The four nigga tryna drop 4 50s do the mathematics
They throwing blank blems I'm throwing shots and go and laugh bout it Every time they see me, niggas running like it's athletics
Get them pictures right, bitch, I like my pics asthetic Walk down, walk down, D-O-A, you cannot save him
I told Brody, kill my favorite opp, I do not blame him You ever tell a nigga be safe, cause he is not dangerous

Just smoked a 3.5 at 4am Ever seen me rocking all white a cocaine fit
Ever seen me rocking all black, that's murderous drip Bitch, just try to give me kiss, got nut on her lip
Ayy, look, I had to fire her Smith and West 40, but it popped just like some fireworks
I'm in the hood with a hatchet like a fireman Yo, bitch, be looking for some folks you need to fire them
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If I see a trophy out in public I might crash for it
Sick the bitch on him, she gon' toss him off the backboard
Attempt to do that dance in the coochie
Now my back's sore She gon' put that trap in my hand and I ain't ask for it
They just banged shh for my skit, y'all gotta bad informant
Lil Donnie creeping through your trap what a bad morning
New artillery just touched down it's y'all last warning
Moving militant through these streets, I know me important

Walked down up pipe a passed due abortion Suge knight he made that hit and he ain't get a portion
I be all on I-5, back up big Porsches fresh off a skit, catch me pissing on these black forces
He can't hang around the team, he ain't blowing nothing This bitch tryna be my GFE, just let me hold something
He made an attempt to pull the move, I dropped the whole onion And I can't believe she walk the blade she got no bunyons

Don't underestimate the succas , put them in the ground ain have 50 cent to to my name, I hit for 50 pounds
Don't attach my name to that club, they f*ck with Mickey Mouse soon as them vectors come in I'm dicking, blicky down
They dump on me I'm throwing back like some henny rounds I take my daughter out to dinner with more than 50 shots
They put my unky in the can, cause he was beating pots I told my mom, when I touch down, I need plenty shots

I'm in the alley with a loaded pipe like a crack addict The four nigga tryna drop 4 50s do the mathematics
They throwing blank blems I'm throwing shots and go and laugh bout it Every time they see me, niggas running like it's athletics
Get them pictures right, bitch, I like my pics asthetic Walk down, walk down, D-O-A, you cannot save him
I told Brody, kill my favorite opp, I do not blame him You ever tell a nigga be safe, cause he is not dangerous

Just smoked a 3.5 at 4am Ever seen me rocking all white a cocaine fit
Ever seen me rocking all black, that's murderous drip Bitch, just try to give me kiss, got nut on her lip
Ayy, look, I had to fire her Smith and West 40, but it popped just like some fireworks
I'm in the hood with a hatchet like a fireman Yo, bitch, be looking for some folks you need to fire them
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Writer: Donnie Gilder
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