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doorbells - nocap & rylo rodriguez lyrics

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more money, more problems, more problems, more glizzys, more choppas
more smoke, more bullets, more bodies, more tears, more doctors
nan no problem but the drake kickback like soccer
i can buy em all door bell’s they probably still a knock me

lay in the bushes, we knock em off and stand up in the motor, how she a spartan, she want $300? she give me top while im wearing a trojan. shoot at his top even tho we at low, i take out the glass now my cup is potent, she got me poppin but now she in north, my brother tote 30 but dont play for portland, im all by myself got me feeling like curry, before the clean im pourin’ up dirty

100 tears when i think about the guys, it ain’t safe at all when a grown man cries, they lied and sold me dreams they said it was all gon get better. slim had just got k!lled i was locked in a cell with no letters, bond denied, committed sins i still dont regret em. trying to show deion what’s right but it ain’t nothing i could tell em. even though brain insulted my name i still love him forever. had to separate myself, and its crazy how someone else can make you hate yourself, i can’t settle for what i got i might start breaking chairs, fake love made my heart empty, its all vacant here. ghetto might never clean the house but her got vacuum seals. shot a buffalo in the head when momma couldn’t pay the bills. narc hit the trap, beat the block up like emit till, the ball in my hand and i can’t be no jr. smith. we packers like aaron rodgers so we bought ar clips. louie v, stuff 20 in my pouch, yeah they changed on me like a hole was in the couch. yeah this pain deep i hope that i don’t drown, these rappers scared of me i got a whole different sound

more money, more problems, more problems, more glizzys, more choppas
more smoke, more bullets, more bodies, more tears, more doctors
nan no problem but the drake kickback like soccer
i can buy em all door bell’s they probably still a knock me

lay in the bushes, we knock em off and stand up in the motor, how she a spartan, she want $300? she give me top while im wearing a trojan. shoot at his top even tho we at low, i take out the glass now my cup is potent, she got me poppin but now she in north, my brother tote 30 but dont play for portland, im all by myself got me feeling like curry, before the clean im pourin’ up dirty

glock and its 40, ar*15 ?, i put a tracking device in my heart. i knew i would find you with my love, i ain’t know i would find you with my n*gga. she wasn’t stingy, let him in it, let him hit it, car dented. coupe tinted, who in it, see 12 shake em like emit. go buy all my n*ggas new pendants, go buy all my hoes raf simmons. why the h*ll juice dropped out of school but he still got to wait on a sentence? all of the n*gga in the pen like some ink. only god can judge us, when we in court we hope the judge don’t call doubles. da playing foul, see his family sitting in the crowd. should have took the l, now his momma went wild and his sister went wild and took him to trial, his lil brother went trappin going crazy he don’t even know

more money, more problems, more problems, more glizzys, more choppas
more smoke, more bullets, more bodies, more tears, more doctors
nan no problem but the drake kickback like soccer
i can buy em all door bell’s they probably still a knock me
lay in the bushes, we knock em off and stand up in the motor, how she a spartan, she want $300? she give me top while im wearing a trojan. shoot at his top even tho we at low, i take out the glass now my cup is potent, she got me poppin but now she in north, my brother tote 30 but dont play for portland, im all by myself got me feeling like curry, before the clean im pourin’ up dirty

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