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letra de street sweeper - doc gruesome

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[intro: doc gruesome]
yeah! ayy!

[chorus: doc gruesome]
posted in the motherf-cking darkness, come and find me (come and find me)
got the whole f-ckin’ block right behind me (ayy)
i ain’t been scared of a b-tch and i’ll never be
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers be)
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers)
i stay up in the trap posted up, littlе b-tch (yeah)

[verse 1: doc gruesome]
stay up on my motherf-ckin’ block, you know wherе to find me
in the city, sh-t ain’t pretty, it can get a little grimy
split a b-tch in half with a motherf-ckin’ ak
murder scene to most, me and my people it’s a pay day
and if anybody ask b-tch we wasn’t here
get your f-ckin’ lips closed when police tryna lend a ear (b-tch!)
or you might be the next to get it or your next of kin
just know that necks are severed any home i’m stepping in
i stay up in my hood like i’m stoop kid (stoop kid)
end up in the air like what he do b-tch?
i don’t gotta go far, bet i got that heatseeker
known around my block as a motherf-ckin’ streetsweeper

[chorus: doc gruesome]
posted in the motherf-cking darkness, come and find me (come and find me)
got the whole f-ckin’ block right behind me (ayy)
i ain’t been scared of a b-tch and i’ll never be
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers be)
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers)
i stay up in the trap posted up, little b-tch (yeah)
[verse 2: cody manson]
trife life or no life!
they tried to tell me i can’t go there, bet i’m on my way (i’m on my way)
b-tch, i’m carrying this torch around my shoulder blades
broken gold t–th biting pins out of hand grenades
you don’t really want no war or else you would have ran my fade (p-ssy!)
keep talking sh-t up in the comment section
you the first one to hit your knees and suck a clown erection (goofy!)
just pipe the f-ck down, you is not a stepper (at all)
’cause when it’s ttg you fold under pressure (p-ssy!)
i’m from that land that ain’t got no heart (cleveland!)
i let you die for your bands, all your grams in your grandma’s car (sh-t!)
posted at the trap with the k!llers in the front yard (stepper!)
snubnose bulldog will rip your f-cking face apart (bwahh!)

[chorus: doc gruesome]
posted in the motherf-cking darkness, come and find me (come and find me)
got the whole f-ckin’ block right behind me (ayy)
i ain’t been scared of a b-tch and i’ll never be
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers be)
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers)
i stay up in the trap posted up, little b-tch (yeah)

[outro: doc gruesome]
where my k!ll-k!ll-k!llers be
where my k!llers, k!ll, k!ll, k!llers be
where my, where, where, where my k!llers be

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