52 Bars Part 2 Lyrics - Lil Durk

Body bag, body bag 

Photo them, they don chopped his ass 

No parol, but the poll I got, they done dropped his ass 

No toll, headshot, gave his whole top a tag 

Drama act, in da cut were llamas at, copy cat 

Coppas on my ass and shit 

Ain't do it, innocent 

Niggas know my resume, 30 poppa Bebe kid 

You don't know who Bay Bay is 

4 six, Woodlawn 

OTF the family, even my barber tapin' shit 

Uzi spit 

Got a deal, coolin with my movie bitch 

Movie clip, for a op nigga or a goofy bitch 

Get hit from my groopie bitch 

You wiffin hoes, you losin' it 

Thinkin' you aluminum, you would get scratched, bad, homicide 

Police said my baby shy 

Sup lo, before your ass was born i saved a 100 thou 

Daddy on his savage shit, you know that boy be whillin out 

You know im bring savage out 

Lurkin like why they hiddin out 

Drama life, but my whole family told me to calm it down 

Bro and them gotta be bonding now 

Me and my bitch we bonding now 

No cass, but that mac I got that bitch work condom style 

I spit crack like boby brown 

They know im a problem child 

Wiffin 

We don't do that shit, that shit be tifflin 

Cause the same bitch that eat the clique like she dykin 

Lovin hoes, but the same bitch we put the pipe in 

She suckin dick, thats the same bitch you give that night kiss 

Sucka, your ass was sucka, super man 

If i can't make you dance i bet that uzi can 

Backflip 

If you front your move when that mac spit 

All I know is drill, drill, drill on my pac shit 

5 (Yea!), 4 (Yea!), 3 (Yea!), 2. 

I'm Back In! 

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My shootas gonna shoot some shit 

Ruthless shit 

Cause we do this shit 

Backas on some spooky shit 

Droppin shit 

We gon do some shit 

Red light, red tape 

Got couple L on some goofy shit 

Goofy niggas claiming shit 

Niggas ain't even do this shit 

OTF 300 300 know that be GBE 

Body count with the opps on the top cause we stay in the league 

Don't lack 

It crack 

No Chris Paul my Clippers give him 3 

You betta at tennessee 

I ain't talking tennessee 

Massacre 

Robbin shit 

Masked up like I'm dracula 

Mobbin shit, no Gucci Mane, niggas know that we cashin up 

Twist her with the blinky its black and it spins fast as fuck 

Niggas rapped a life time, who'd eva thought i'd pass em' up 

Im from west hide and we gang bang 

When shortie be postin in cuts in the gang ways 

Crangin niggas, pussy as niggas call em rangin niggas 

Free my nigga rechi rich, he be so quick to change a nigga