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4 doors - emiliani lyrics

[verse]
hop out the four door ford
update the scoreboard on my own accord
and he’s saying he’s getting them racks
i show him these packs so he knows for sure
and they said that they don’t do snitching
i see them talking to peppa and george
fundo said let’s go on a glide
i’m tryna revise but say no more
how many opps got done in summer?
1, 2, 3, 4
i was outside feeding the fiends
they were like please we need more
2019 it was shanks in t’s, all i did was see gore
psni see ic3s but we’re tryna blow like c4
when i see police i incrеase my speed
how am i supposed to be at pеace?
if they’re tryna leave my g’s deceased
bro got cross like a jesus piece
and he’s way too cold like 2 degrees
right hand sav is sudanese
bro your n*gga got hit in his chest
and he’s gonna need more than sudocreme
every night bro i convince my marj
the psni say the gangs at large
i got pulled over by anprs
on the seat of this car was a five year charge
in the back of this ride was a three year sentence
bro i’m way too independent
my young g’s are sn*tching chains
i guess you could say they’re into pendants
a side know that we been bad
east side block you know that we did that
what you know about being ot trapping
and having to stuff your clothes in a bin bag
crow in the kit bag hop out the ride
tell broski hit that
bigman you could get your rasclart head slapped
f*ck with the r you’re as good as a dead man dead man
i was in the t stacking bricks like lego
with my n*ggas from lagos
fl!ck as a side chick fist as a main ho
jump out the ride fist man on the main road
shouldn’t have done that bait on my afro
i should’ve just patterned the ride and came rose
ask me go on a glide you know i can’t say no
packs get mashed in tubs like playdough
looking at bro like why are you mad at me?
i’m supposed to be increasing my weight
but i run a man down and i’m burning calories
i made them mans packs go missing
on their strip it’s coming like madeline
they stoop out of the nightclub
now his t*shirt red like strawberry daqis
i like blood spilling in all types of categories
you heard the gang done a drill on dem man
all you need to know is that i assisted
019 my n*gga go chained
and you started crying over slight incision
bro listen
you would’ve never rid tonight if it was my decision
i’m too smart for the beef
i’m not replying to none of their minor disses

- emiliani lyrics

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