Murda Doctor
@Ghetto'ChiLd
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I'm a real murder doctor, pop nigga head In my cup I'm having soda I'm sipping real bad One day it's going to be alright and I know that One day it's going to be alright and I know that I see better days No face, no case I'm down for my nigga ll'l do whatever it takes I'm sipping real bad, I can't feel my face I'm down for my nigga ll'l do whatever it takes I see what you on, I can see it in your face I got too Many murder I still beat the case They got me feed up they do me dirty I got glock in my hand I got one in my belly Stir fry in kitchen cooking dope, you lie Nigga you ain't even dope Outside with the gang I'm wiping nose Them drugs they keep me floating See this, see that I know you want the Gucci bag I'm the ocean I got waves in, I got lot of racks Ain't lonely I been balling real bad ain't Kobe, Yeah Yeah, You broke my heart you ain't sorry Yeah, lil bro acting tough we gone solve him
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