DudeyLo – No Respect (Official Video) | 🎥 @upstategroove Lyrics
[Intro]
Grah, grah, ahh, ahh, ahh
Like, ahh, ahh, ahh, like
It’s that Dudeylo nigga, man. Every fuckin’ track, you heard? (grah)
Shot after fuckin’ shot, nigga, like (ahh, ahh)
Ahh
[Chorus]
There’s shit I wanna get off my chest (real shit)
That’s my blood, like, I’m talkin’ ‘bout flesh (come here)
But, still, they be droppin’ my set (where y’all goin’?)
So why would I show ‘em respect? (like, why?)
How many deads DOA got? (wait)
Like, nah, wait, now they got like 10 (ahh, ahh)
They keep losin’ and losin’ again (ahh, ahh, ahh)
Thunder, go and get back for your friend
[Verse 1]
Anybody can flex, but who do it better? (come here)
Word to bro, I be clutchin’ my weapon (word to bro)
Word to bro, this shit tucked in the sweater (like, word to my deads)
Like, bro wanna spin, so we goin’ together (come on)
Why they comin’ in groups? I don’t like that (where y’all goin?)
In the streets, where I’m nice at (ahh)
That’s ya bitch, (ahh) but I piped that, like (ahh)
She a thot, wanna fuck ‘cuz you wifed that (bow, bow, bow)
Hell no, I’m not droppin’ no beef, like (real shit)
But I did enough in the streets, like (enough)
You want smoke? Then, come bring it to me, like (like, what?)
Last thing he gon’ see is the beam
Nina, Puerto Rican (which one?)
But Kelly, her shit black, like (which one?)
Which one is quick to attack? Like (which one?)
I’m tryna catch me a Makk, ahh (which one?)
And I’m different ‘cuz I’m switchin’ my flow (real shit)
Got a new opp I’m smokin’ on Glo (on Glo)
JayO, that nigga the flow (JayO)
Money Matt, yea, I smoke him the most (ahh, ahh, ahh)
But, how can we trust ‘em? (like, what?)
Fuck the Bronx, we was linkin’ with ‘em for nothin’ (real shit)
Like, these niggas keep pushin’ my buttons
5 deep on they block, we was huntin’, real [?]
I can’t ever take shit on a hop like Relly (like Relly)
Over east, I was spinnin’ with Delly (with Delly)
Headtap, I can’t shoot with the lefty (ahh)
And we on the 8, where the fuck is lil’ Nesty? (ahh, ahh, ahh)
Tryna send a nigga with his bestie, like (Nesty)
I’m tryna make shit heavy (ahh)
Hell no, I could never be Setty (Rah Rah, like)
Nigga ran on his mans, wasn’t ready (ahh, ahh)
[Chorus]
There’s shit I wanna get off my chest (grah)
That’s my blood, like, I’m talkin’ ‘bout flesh (real shit)
But, still, they be droppin’ my set (like, why?)
So why would I show ‘em respect? (like, why?)
How many deads DOA got? (enough)
Like, nah, wait, now they got like 10 (10, 10, 10)
They keep losin’ and losin’ again (again)
Thunder, go and get back for your friend (come here)
[Verse 2]
Ayo, Sha Gz, suck my dick, like (nigga, shut up)
Why you keep talkin’ on Notti? (like, what?)
I’m not hidin’, they know where to find me, like (real shit)
Nigga, you ran on Woo Lotti (Woo Lotti)
Why the fuck Yus keep boppin’? (what?)
You the [?] for the clout, need to stop it (gotta stop it)
YGK, they know that I drop it (real shit)
Any gun that I touched, I shot it, ahh
Nazzy, Rite, Blay, wait
Chii, Rippy, Lay (come on)
Can’t forget about G Pop, Crush, Nate (like)
But, still they be dissin’ my gang, how? (ahh, ahh, ahh)
[Outro]
Like, what?
Grah, grah, like
Grah, grah, like
Bow, bow, bow
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