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fill 'em up - mr. doctor lyrics

cuz n-gg- we budded at the brain cell and blue down
n-gg-s don’t show they face unless they locs
blue rides blue flags everyone else was fuccin hoes
cut though get stucc in the spot
and i could barely breath up in ths b–tch
from all the smoke, god d-mn
loc’s eyes is bustin while i choke
tote one more to tote
throw the joint to lynch and slice some mo dope
adjust my strap so that it’s coo and take a sip of 4
now it ain’t no cavies burnin but chronic got my lips toe up
all at each others throat cuz ’94 was crazy as fucc
so i steps out look up at the darkness
glad it’s night and that i’m alive
ready to die, don’t ask why
i don’t know why it’s like that
just know that locs is gonna die
n-gg- so when i going dead i’m takin 2
n-gg- rolls for sh-t
9 for the fuccin set brain

(chorus)
liquor! murder!
went to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
with liquor!(liqour) murder!(murder)
sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
drank liquor! murder!
went to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
with liquor!(liqour) murder!(murder)
sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium

i stay high, for the reason n-gg-s is in the season
and i’m sicc of the fuccin stress
fill ’em up loc 2 da brain and
fill ’em up like quicc to the sh-ts
now lets let go of the smoke
flow to the gangsta flow
can’t none of them fucc with
got n-gg- rolls dyin from contact smoke
it’s a loc 2 da brain insane thang
we smoke to the brain and gang bang with folks
got a indo theory for any n-gg- that’s out there trippin off that loc
now who wanna smoke and who wanna get smoked
by the gang that’s staight loc
cuz a punk ain’t sh-t like a b-tch ain’t sh-t
they can all get crept with 4’s
so i steps out look up at the darkness
glad it’s night and that i’m alive
ready to die, don’t ask why
i don’t know why it’s like that
just know that locs is gonna die
n-gg- so when i going dead i’m takin 2
n-gg- rolls for sh-t
9 for the fuccin set brain

(chorus)
liquor!(liqour) murder!(murder)
went to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
with liquor! murder!
sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
drank liquor! murder!
sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
with liquor!(liqour) murder!(murder)
loc to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
now liquor!(liqour) murder!(murder)
sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
with liquor! murder!
went to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
drank liquor!(liqour) murder!(murder)
sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium
now liquor! murder!
loc to the fuccin brain, brain
fill ’em up with slugs
fill ’em up, fill ’em up to his cranium n-gg-

- mr doctor lyrics

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