Duke Deuce – GANGSTA PARTY (ft. Offset) (Audio, Lyrics)

Date 2021-03-01

Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music

Duke Deuce is here with “GANGSTA PARTY” featuring Offset. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song produced by Ayoza.

Duke Deuce Gangsta Party

Duke Deuce Gangsta Party

Memphis artist Duke Deuce has been making a name for himself over the past couple of years and after going viral in 2020, he has continued his momentum in the new year. Recently, the Quality Control artist came through with a brand new project called Duke Nukem which is a play on both his name and the infamous video game of the same name. There are some great tracks to be found here, including “GANGSTA PARTY” with Offset.

With this track, Offset starts off the festivities with some fast flows that feature some braggadocios lyrics. The production matches this energy thanks to rattling hi-hats and booming 808s that tick all of the boxes of what you would expect from today’s production trends. In the second half of the song, Duke Deuce comes in with his commanding voice, where he takes the baton from Offset and steals the show.

Duke Deuce – GANGSTA PARTY (ft. Offset) (prod. Ayoza)

Lyrics

[Intro: Offset & Duke Deuce]
Ayoza, you wrong–Ayoza, you wrong for this shit
You know what I’m sayin’
Me and Duke, Duke’s on you bitch ass nigga’s necks
You know what I’m sayin’
(Hey, woo)

[Verse 1: Offset]
I see red, uh (Red), fifty racks on your head (Fifty)
Draco get to shaking like dreads (Draco)
We go retarded, go sped (Retarded)
I fucked a thotty on meds (Thotty)
Servin’ narcotics, we duckin’ the feds (Narc’)
Spinnin’ your block ’cause they know how I play it (Woo)
Walk with the choppa, wood grain like a [?] (Grra)
Boy, you ain’t gangster, you talk to the feds (Gangster)
And I know what you said
Boy, I was gangster before a celeb (Before)
Act like a shark but get ate by the whale (Grr)
Caught him down bad, now your boy lookin’ pale (Bow)
Trap at the store, breakin’ down ounces for [?] got a bowl (Fasho)
Kick down the door ‘fore I ever did shows (Kick door)
I make your ho kiss the dick, mistletoe (Kiss the dick)
Pull out the fire, he think he seen a ghost (Fire)
I got a scope, where the fuck you gon’ go? (Where you going?)
Duke from the M, you know ‘Set from the Nawf (Nawf)
Oh, we got smoke? It’s a R.I.P. post (R.I.P.)
Forty-four magnum, his arteries choke (Oh)
Lambo truck, bye bye, gotta go (Bye)
Ten lil’ racks, I’ll take a nigga soul (Racks)
My bitch the baddest, a modern-day ho (Ho)
You don’t want static, you know what I know (You know)
Freeze, I got cameras all in the trees (Freeze)
Low key, it’s my fingerprints, start up his weed(?) (Woo)
Trick or treat, I fuck her, then pull out her weave (Trick or treat)
Where the P’s? I take everything when I leave (Leave)
I gave a M to each of my seeds (Period)
Put my wrist on your film, and it look like the sea (Woo)
Took off his land, now he coppin’ a plea
Fifty racks makin’ your family grieve (What the fuck?)

[Chorus: Duke Deuce]
This a gangsta party, ho, get the fuck out (Ayy-ayy)
Ain’t no snitchin’ on this side, you’ll get stomped out (Stomped out)
We got hella ammunition for the opposition (Opposition)
Duke Deuce, Offset, Ayoza, fuck a competition (What the fuck?)

[Verse 2: Duke Deuce]
Duke Deuce from the Haven (Hey, hey)
Offset from the Nawf (Nawf)
Either way it go, we rep’ that Boss and chuck them fours (Fours)
My bitch gotta be bad, it’s just in her, it wasn’t taught
Stupid ass geeked up, engine police, know I’m gettin’ off (Uh)
Understand me (‘Stand me)
Any time I chuck the M, that’s for the family
Worrisome bitch keep blowin’ my phone, she tryna blam me (She tryna blam– Whoo)
I’m stupid strapped, still slidin’ out, it ain’t no Plan B (It ain’t no Plan B)
Know how these fans be (Know how these fans be)
Heavy like Blac Youngsta, dodgin’ twelve and the potholes (Potholes)
Exotic, fuck you mean? I want three K for them bo-bo’s (Three K for them bo-bo’s)
Fuck with the Fat Mac, then you’ll get wrapped like a burrito (Wrapped like a burrito)
Actin’ ass nigga, make my nigga shoot your b-roll (Brrr), bitch

[Chorus: Duke Deuce]
This a gangsta party, ho, get the fuck out (Ayy-ayy, fuck out)
Ain’t no snitchin’ on this side, you’ll get stomped out (Stomped out)
We got hella ammunition for the opposition (Opposition)
Duke Deuce, Offset, Ayoza, fuck a competition (What the fuck?)

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