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nigga what is you doin I dont needa ride wit a bliccy, when I slide wit a Glizzy it be in my droors We some young akhs onna mission, really grind for dem
my droor Went from selling double up's to going double platimum For selling crack and, jack and gun clapping and rapping Watch me smoke my little
fast hundred grand on the black fall Please love get your feet up off my dads velour This is cash droor we gonna clash course And ya'll nigaz betta
gauch bag, bitch, so I can get paid Take off your g-string droors Bitch, eat your Wheaties cause I don't pause What are ya laughing at, ain't a damn thing
thru tha fuckin droors tryna get some bills Now hold ya head still cause i gotta aim fast Oh shit i think tha cops are comin nevermind they past I fuckin
want, I can save the feeling in my droor Gotta understand that you and I are connected And your energy's telling me how you're feeling Why do you think
to mistreat y'all would be standing too far Apart, to fit you in my droor would be smart But you can't do that shit you fuckin lunatic (Bitch) Who said doing
be A part of conscious with the collective by blaming dream Hearthstone bllodborn was stolen from the poor Next droor on the floor was blown for more
a feather Boy talking shit like a Heather Like who the fuck Heather God damnit Heather She touching my lever Got droors like a dresser Got diamonds like
valuables tucked in the droor, Them niggas have their years of solitude After the war, But we don’t want our kids to do the things they did before, Uh! It’s
Designer close in the dresser droor I got mob ties so don't test my score All the hate is hard to ignore Ooooo Fuck all the ops so I gotta stay tactile Ima
ion gatta wild out no more Don't get it twisted still gon twist ya and leave a corps up in the droor Nigga Acting like a kill then you gon die bout
of gin mixed with juice in my droors bouncers please, i ain't taking no cap off i brought the Rähina crew, you need to back off soon as i walk in you find
an option kick me out Cause my droors are dropping got this talent locking, and I'm stress talking. Break Down I can't take it I got to get out The stress is
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