Black Knights - Duc Lo lyrics

[Black Knights - Duc Lo lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, yeah ya'll niggas duck low
Niggas ain't playing no more yeah
Duck low, nigga it's going down
Round for round nigga
Hit the ground yeah
Duck low when them guns blow
Flaming your way nigga
It's real out here, yeah

Duck low when the guns blow
'Cause bullets don't have no name
Anybody can get it everybody is fair game
When the guns flame your way
You better duck low duck low
When the guns blow duck low
Duck low when the guns blow
Bullets don't have no name
Anybody can get it everybody is fair game
When the guns flame your way
You better duck low duck low
When the guns blow duck low



Duck low when the guns blow
'Cause niggas out here?
Ain't scrapping no more
They'd rather put a tag on your toe
Niggas go to war with tech's and calico's
"K's", and fo'fo's
Four-fifths and nines like pull up slow
Where them fools go right there
A gun can be a nigga's worst nightmare
Quite scared my brother RU got shot
I was right there like damn
Somebody call a fucking ambulance ya'll see
My brother bleeding bad
Call a fucking ambulance 'Cause gunplay
All day in the streets of LA
From sun up to sun down
Niggas be letting off rounds
Layin' fools down
Cock and lock the whole block down
And won't stop spitting
Til they drop a few of you clowns
Gunnin' you down
Just because you run with them clowns
So blame it on your hood
'Cause they got you in some shit now
So expect it
These Cali streets is so reckless
Treacherous and I suggest you don't test it

Duck low when the guns blow
'Cause bullets don't have no name
Anybody can get it everybody is fair game
When the guns flame your way
You better duck low
Duck low when the guns blow duck low
Duck low when the guns blow
'Cause bullets don't have no name
Anybody can get it everybody is fair game
When the guns flame your way
You better duck low duck low
When the guns blow duck low

My whole team is ghetto street thugs
Who'd rather bust slugs we young guns
Straight from the slums label us hoodlums
Ghetto Romantics will leave you slanted
So don't test me or with my team
'Cause infered beams
Can make the whole scene turn messy
My sign says money and weed
Houses and phat whips
Loungin' on the sands of Jamaica
With a fly bitch with wide hips
My nine's my sidekick ready to die for this
Brigade that I claim black Knights
We verbal terrorists cherish this
Like old ancient arts in museums
Black Knights west Coast Killa Bee niggas
Move like Koreans for Per Diem
Jam pack coliseums with blatant poetry
Double time to rhyme
So the plan goes accordingly triple platinum
And some change not far from ballin' range
Hustling runs deep in my veins
My father's sold cocaine 'Nigga'
Damn shame we got to live like this
My Father sold cocaine

Duck low when the guns blow
'Cause bullets don't have no name
Anybody can get it everybody is fair game
When the guns flame your way you better
Duck low duck low
When the guns blow duck low
Duck low when the guns blow
'Cause bullets don't have no name
Anybody can get it everybody is fair game
When the guns flame your way you better
Duck low duck low
When the guns blow duck low

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