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Huddle Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Mistah DKB
Language: English
Length: 3:32
Written by: Adam Powell




Mistah DKB - Huddle Up Lyrics




And I don't need no introduction
I be flowin', I be bustin' with images of corruption
I'm just tryna function, you know I get it bumpin'
Supah smash and I bludgeon, underground like a dungeon
My fans out in London know I bring it e'ry time
Them boys from the Midwest seem to know e'ry line
E'ry rhyme, Mary Juan mixed with that cherry lime
Very high, canary fly, 80's boy like Jerry Rice
I'm very nice, name ya price, I'd double down
You f*ckin' with Dat Killa, you know you boys in trouble now
I hit the ave, comin' up and I'm comin' down
UGS4Life, so you know I rep that underground
They love the sound, you hear it knockin' out the subs?
And I'm outta love, I'm so down when I'm outta buds
F*ck them powder drugs, my herbals be louder cuz
Just ridin' through this town I love, you lookin' for me, you outta luck

I'm back on the rise about to bubble up
An underdog, so you better double up
Go and check the stats, get ya numbers up
Hundreds over fifties, go and run it up
I'm tryna cash out before the summer's up
Dat Killa smash out, feel it rumble up?
The rock beneath ya feet start to crumble up
And plus you can't stop shit, go and huddle up

And it's Dat Killa in the flesh
Represent that Midwest, smell that weed up on my breath
Feel that pain up in my chest, feelin' like I'm dyin' man
This ya brain on drugs, this ya brain up in the frying pan
I'm ridin' man, super slidin' to the beat
A giant on these streets, I'm feelin' so unique
Dat Killa's on the creep, it's a Killa Factor
Real shit, I'm no actor, feel your dreams gettin' blacker?
Blitz like a Packer, plus I keep it G
Mistah DKB, I represent that 4-2-3
M-G, I'm ridin' with that M3
F*ckin' with my money, I'm unloading 'til it's empty
Miss me with that bullshit, I'm a smoke this whole zip
Whip with the gold rims, a Ryda like Full Clip
Oh shit, Killa, no shit I'm a f*ck it up
Get ya plays right, I think you boys better huddle up, that sums it up

I'm back on the rise about to bubble up
An underdog, so you better double up
Go and check the stats, get ya numbers up
Hundreds over fifties, go and run it up
I'm tryna cash out before the summer's up
Dat Killa smash out, feel it rumble up?
The rock beneath ya feet start to crumble up
And plus you can't stop shit, go and huddle up
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And I don't need no introduction
I be flowin', I be bustin' with images of corruption
I'm just tryna function, you know I get it bumpin'
Supah smash and I bludgeon, underground like a dungeon
My fans out in London know I bring it e'ry time
Them boys from the Midwest seem to know e'ry line
E'ry rhyme, Mary Juan mixed with that cherry lime
Very high, canary fly, 80's boy like Jerry Rice
I'm very nice, name ya price, I'd double down
You f*ckin' with Dat Killa, you know you boys in trouble now
I hit the ave, comin' up and I'm comin' down
UGS4Life, so you know I rep that underground
They love the sound, you hear it knockin' out the subs?
And I'm outta love, I'm so down when I'm outta buds
F*ck them powder drugs, my herbals be louder cuz
Just ridin' through this town I love, you lookin' for me, you outta luck

I'm back on the rise about to bubble up
An underdog, so you better double up
Go and check the stats, get ya numbers up
Hundreds over fifties, go and run it up
I'm tryna cash out before the summer's up
Dat Killa smash out, feel it rumble up?
The rock beneath ya feet start to crumble up
And plus you can't stop shit, go and huddle up

And it's Dat Killa in the flesh
Represent that Midwest, smell that weed up on my breath
Feel that pain up in my chest, feelin' like I'm dyin' man
This ya brain on drugs, this ya brain up in the frying pan
I'm ridin' man, super slidin' to the beat
A giant on these streets, I'm feelin' so unique
Dat Killa's on the creep, it's a Killa Factor
Real shit, I'm no actor, feel your dreams gettin' blacker?
Blitz like a Packer, plus I keep it G
Mistah DKB, I represent that 4-2-3
M-G, I'm ridin' with that M3
F*ckin' with my money, I'm unloading 'til it's empty
Miss me with that bullshit, I'm a smoke this whole zip
Whip with the gold rims, a Ryda like Full Clip
Oh shit, Killa, no shit I'm a f*ck it up
Get ya plays right, I think you boys better huddle up, that sums it up

I'm back on the rise about to bubble up
An underdog, so you better double up
Go and check the stats, get ya numbers up
Hundreds over fifties, go and run it up
I'm tryna cash out before the summer's up
Dat Killa smash out, feel it rumble up?
The rock beneath ya feet start to crumble up
And plus you can't stop shit, go and huddle up
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Writer: Adam Powell
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