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thirty on the line - dorii dreadzz lyrics

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one of us was at the store
two bodies dropped on the floor
three in the morning, i brush my t**th and then put on my clothes
four or
five o*clock, i’m on the block, just hanging with the bros
six or
seven, i ain’t learn my lesson, police at the door, i was only
eight when i had diamonds, them b*tches was cold
nine*one*one was pulling up when
ten victims was on the road, i was
eleven, i told the gang that i won’t never fold, f*ck
twelve, they locked my cousin up but he ain’t never told
thirteen i was geeking out, sipping on that activis’
fourteen in the studio, they asking me “what happеned, twin?”
fifteen hours later, saw the gang in thеre, what’s happening?
i cannot go back to being broke, that’s why i’m tapping in
sixteen hunnid gang and i won’t never sell
seventeen years old, i’m tryna party and go by chanel
eighteen, i’ma graduate and then i’ll wish my family well
nineteen, what’s next? rapping in the stu, i might come home with
twenty checks
twenty*one, i might come home with crosses on my neck, aye
twenty*two, glock
twenty*three came out the set, aye
twenty*four, you’ll be up on a kobe jersey next, aye
twenty*five
twenty*six
twenty*seven in the mix, they know i can’t wait, asked the b*tch to rate me one through ten, she said a
twenty*eight, she was super fine, so i told her she a
twenty*nine, she asked me how much bands you got, i’m putting
thirty on that line, n*gga
one of us was at the store

two bodies dropped on the floor

three in the morning, i brush my t**th and then put on my clothes
four or

five o*clock, i’m on the block, just hanging with the bros
six or
seven, i ain’t learn my lesson, police at the door, i was only

six or
seven, i ain’t learn my lesson, police at the door, i was only

one of us was at the store
two bodies dropped on the floor
three in the morning, i brush my t**th and then put on my clothes
four or
five o*clock, i’m on the block, just hanging with the bros
six or
seven, i ain’t learn my lesson, police at the door, i was only
eight when i had diamonds, them b*tches was cold
nine*one*one was pulling up when
ten victims was on the road, i was
eleven, i told the gang that i won’t never fold, f*ck
twelve, they locked my cousin up but he ain’t never told
thirteen i was geeking out, sipping on that activis’
fourteen in the studio, they asking me “what happened, twin?”
fifteen hours later, saw the gang in there, what’s happening?
sixteen hunnid gang and i won’t never sell
seventeen years old, i’m tryna party and go by chanel
eighteen, i’ma graduate and then i’ll wish my family well
nineteen, what’s next? rapping in the stu, i might come home with
twenty checks
twenty*one, i might come home with crosses on my neck, aye
twenty*two, glock
twenty*three came out the set, aye
twenty*four, you’ll be up on a kobe jersey next, aye
twenty*five
twenty*six
twenty*seven in the mix, they know i can’t wait, asked the b*tch to rate me one through ten, she said a
twenty*eight, she was super fine, so i told her she a
twenty*nine, she asked me how much bands you got, i’m putting
thirty on that line, n*gga

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