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