Me and Doodie Lo

[Intro]
(AyeTM)
[Chorus: King Von]
He tried to rob, I had to blow (I had to blow)
That boy was tweaking, bet he wont do that no more (He wont do that no more)
I leave him stinky, this that Tooka, this that dope (That Tooka, this that dope)
We up in traffic, its just me and Doodie Lo (Its just me and Doodie Lo)
[Post-Chorus: King Von]
Uh, who got fire? I want smoke (Oh I want smoke)
And I aint stopping at no lights, Im on go (Oh Im on go)
Talking like you bout that life then drop the lo (Then drop the lo, bitch)
Pull up, hopping out, me and Doodie Lo (Its me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom)
[Verse 1: Doodie Lo]
You know Von, thats my bro (Thats my bro)
Six to twenty-four, you better check the score (You better check the score, bitch)
* ***ed her in Kankakee and took her to the O (I took her at the O)
You get caught lacking and well blick you at the store (Well blick you at the store, boom, boom, boom)
Doing hits and ride with Dracs in the Masi (We in that Masi)
You ever smoked a nigga stood over a body? (You aint killed nobody)
I made a million off Ps in the streets (Off ps)
Put a bag on your head and you dead in a week (Gang, boom, boom)
[Verse 2: King Von]
Aint no discussion, when we touch him, they gon have to rush him (Rush)
Right to the hospital, thats what he get, thats repercussion (Thats what he get)
That nigga woofin, all that tough shit, gethim left in public (What?)
It aint nothing, I gave out a hunnid, boy, I bet they coming
Strong stomach, I did shit up close, I aint never vomit (Boom, boom)
Go run deep, but if he hit that floor, he aint gon see it coming
Get so high, I be seeing something (Huh?)
These niggas cant see me or nothing
Your bitch on me like a flea or something (Yeah, yeah)
And these niggas know how Im coming
[Verse 3: Doodie Lo & King Von]
I wont think twice for this (Twice)
And if a nigga touch my chain, then he gon die for this (Take his life)
I was gon wife the hoe but found out she a trifflin bitch (She a trifflin bitch)
Aint coming in the club if we cant get our pipe it (Boom)
OTF, they know us (Yeah)
Bitch we T, we go nuts (Get it)
SRT, doing donuts (Skrr)
All the opps some broke ****s (****s)
Kill off lean, I pour up (Lean)
Dead opps, we roll up (**** em)
All of my niggas do too much
Doodie Lo, how he just parked him a school bus (Boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus: King Von]
He tried to rob, I had to blow (I had to blow)
That boy was tweaking, bet he wont do that no more (He wont do that no more)
I leave him stinky, this that Tooka, this that dope (That Tooka, this that dope)
We up in traffic, its just me and Doodie Lo (Its just me and Doodie Lo)
[Post-Chorus: King Von]
Uh, who got fire? I want smoke (Oh I want smoke)
And I aint stopping at no lights, Im on go (Oh Im on go)
Talking likeyou bout that life then drop the lo (Then drop the lo, bitch)
Pull up, hopping out, me and Doodie Lo (Its me and Doodie Lo, boom, boom)