Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doe or Die, artist - Black The Ripper. Album song Doe or Die, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dank Of England
Song language: English
Doe or Die |
I don’t know about you man |
All I know over here, we smoking good |
Doe gang (doe gang, doe gang) |
I’m in that north side, smoking 45 |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |
I’m in the north side, smoking 45 |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |
Do-do-doe or die, doe or die |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |
I’m in that north side, smoking 45 |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |
Smoking 45 that gas pack yeah I keep it with me (loud) |
Your ting was in my DMs now she’s creeping with me |
Smoking on Golden State Banana when I’m in the city |
No monkey business though my brother keep a 8 ball in me |
I’m in the jungle smoking Gorilla Glue quick come and get me |
I roll with panthers in some pumas I don’t do Giuseppes |
I’m doing ten toes on my block, I don’t fear no opps |
Cause if it get’s on top, got gunners like Ox |
Used to hit the spot, and break down a box |
I was 16 listening to Lox |
Came a long way from that D block |
Now I’m with a thot, in the drop, told her park up gimme top |
Yo my Essex ting told me that I’m next to blow |
My burddah out in LA he’s from Mexico |
Plugged up with the gas like I’m Texaco (gas, gas) |
Run up my man there no I bet you won’t |
Your baby needs that fire told her let me know |
My old ting stressed me out I had tpo let her go |
My bruddah we some kings we don’t fuck any hoes |
I told her, I treat my dick like it was dripped in gold |
Hold up, I’m in that E350 make the wheels skrt skrt |
Brothers looking for these bars like it’s a word search |
Smoking OG drinking XO got me burst |
You’re driving with that dead pack then your car is just a hearse |
And we smoking everywhere we go my mandem are the worst |
Hotbox the London Eye and walk out calm because we Sir |
If you talking disrespect, then a man can eat some dirt |
You looking hurt, you smoking mersh yeah that’s the worst |
But how can I relate whe High-End Only’s on my shirt |
Browning in her cup she got a zip all in her purse |
If we get pulled by feds she ain’t consenting to no search |
I’m in that north side, smoking 45 |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |
I’m in the north side, smoking 45 |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |
Do-do-doe or die, doe or die |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |
I’m in that north side, smoking 45 |
A thousand grams on me, screaming doe or die |