Video Doa de Ajproductionzent 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ajproductionzent - Doa Lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn, AJ, you mixed this? Run that shit back)

[Chorus]
Rap dissin', dog and pole missin', got them niggas lost
TTD, we really smoke niggas, type to knock him off (Yeah)
D.O.A., ambulance drop him off (Damn)
They runnin' and tellin' when shots get tossed (Bah)
Y'all slidin', lil' boy, knock it off
Kill that noise, he not involved

[Verse]
Tweakin' at club, tellin' Ski we can't get Glocks in (Why?)
I don't need no dub, do it free, I told him pop in (For real)
We not locked in, not kin, then we is not friends (Nah)
Lil' bro do him wrong, fap his dome, it ain't no boxin' (Bah. bah, bah)
We EBK, this shit a sport, over dangerous off the porch
If you dangle, you got torched (Brr)
Ku was tall, we left him short
Raw-ass Glocks look like the store
Sippin' drank, it's Wock' or Norasp
You can shop, we got [?] and we got many more
They lyin' in raps, this shit is sad
Come through blickin' from Jeffery to Clyde (Brr)
Nah, can't forget Paxton, y'all get the picture, we slidin' and clappin' (Yeah)
All different blickers, we don't do no passin'
All my killers in love with action
I ain't my opps, they ass be hidin'
Switch on the Glocks, our shit automatic
The Drac' on the block get blown like a violin
In water with sharks, been dived in
Shots on they side, then sirens (Bah)
Buckle up 'cause you know I'm ridin'
Tighten up, niggas out here dyin'
If he ain't comply, then he got fried
Got sent to the sky for speakin' on mine
They all gon' die in a matter of time
Sayin' them names, think it's a game
Ku died at the crib, I think it's a shame (Damn)
Pole did at the store, they went out the same
Lyin' on the score, I call that pain
Bring out the Drac', bake up the block
Switch and the mop, we play with them bops (Brr)
Get hit in your top, you ain't makin' far
Lil' bro off bars, he high as Mars
But he still focused and ready to spark
I give him the nod, he paint a collage
Come through tweakin', got his shit parked
Cut on the beams when it get dark
Play with the team, we make shit hard
He had to leave and go meet God
Me and Lil Wop outside your garage
Up, he clapped, it ain't no stop
[Chorus]
Rap dissin', dog and pole missin', got them niggas lost
TTD, we really smoke niggas, type to knock him off
D.O.A., ambulance drop him off
They runnin' and tellin' when shots get tossed
Y'all slidin', lil' boy, knock it off
Kill that noise, he not involved