anemic - doroad lyrics
[intro]
hargo production
[hook]
my rap’s cold, my flow’s anemic
i can really tell you about life in the trap
why’s that? ’cause, i’ve seen it
tagging up [?] then i started, even
man i couldn’t believe it, (uh) i felt like an eediat
but when i learnt how to mix that maj with the yola
[?] man i felt like a g*nius
i’m too tapped for the dotty i steam it (baow, baow)
n*gga i beat it
went on a work on extra time, there’s no one
so i give this [?]
pressed on first then i went to mine, then i woke up
i felt like he cheated, uh
i was ready to sign him off the [?]
next time i will and, n*gga i mean it
[chorus]
yo, doroad, why so cold?
i’ve already told you my flow’s anemic
but i look cold to k!ll that russ
with w*deep it, clean it
i’m in the trap with the trap line beating
or i’m in a full pack ting and i’m speeding
to the gun house, with a gun men
man you better have the gun when you gree them
yo, doroad, why so cold?
i’ve already told you my flow’s anemic
but i look cold to k!ll that russ
with w*deep it, clean it
i’m in the trap with the trap line beating
or i’m in a full pack ting and i’m speeding
to the gun house, with a gun men
man you better have the gun when you gree them
[verse 2]
and you better have your gun when you gree us, n*gga (better have it)
you ain’t didn’t see no lil’ drive*bys
jump out we ain’t tryna leave no n*gga
we [?] luger, 9s, just press, just pree lil n*gga
about war with gang, about your war with the mandem
nah, you don’t know what us man really do
i’m on the glide, [?] but i shoot
then i’ma stab a man up in that booth
or kidnap man drag a man to the booth
i’ll kidnap doors and i took man’s food
[?] and that’s rude (that’s rude)
[?] nah that’s loose, but let me tell you the truth
[chorus]
yo, doroad, why so cold?
i’ve already told you my flow’s anemic
but i look cold to k!ll that russ
with w*deep it, clean it
i’m in the trap with the trap line beating
or i’m in a full pack ting and i’m speeding
to the gun house, with a gun men
[?]
yo, doroad, why so cold?
i’ve already told you my flow’s anemic
but i look cold to k!ll that russ
with w*deep it, clean it
i’m in the trap with the trap line beating
or i’m in a full pack ting and i’m speeding
to the gun house, with a gun men
[?]
[outro]
yo, doroad, why so cold?
i’m in the trap with the trap line beating
or i’m in a full pack ting and i’m speeding
hargo production
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