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letra de my bruddas keeper - doodie lo

[intro]
uh, this sh-t, uh, this sh-t crazy, this sh-t crazy, uh, uh
and you know the streets made me (streets made me, doodie in this b-tch, uh)

[verse]
and they got my dog, this sh-t real, for real (real, for real)
i drunk a pint of lean and i won’t feel it still (i won’t feel it still)
nightmares when i sleep, i wake up with the chills (i wake up with the chills)
mama tell me she always pay for real (always pay for real)
fightin’ with some demons, i can’t even lie (i can’t even lie)
woke up, seent the news, i started to cry (started to cry)
hate livin’ this life, wanna live in the sky (live in the sky)
don’t go off what thеy say, don’t believe in thе lies (shh)
ridin’ with my brother, all my brothers keeper (all my brothers keeper)
i don’t sell no drugs, i’m sellin’ some features (sellin’ some features)
when that money run out, them n-ggas’ll leave you (them n-ggas’ll leave you)
i ain’t tellin’ you no lies, you better believe it (yeah)
ridin’ by myself, sippin’ out the pint (sippin’ out the pint)
rollin’ up some dope, lookin’ for a light (lookin’ for a light)
i got all my jewelry on, yeah, i am the light (i am the light)
i can’t trust n0body, i gotta keep a— (n0body)
hoppin’ off that jet with them racks on me (them racks on me)
all this blue cheese, ain’t no rats on me (ain’t no rats)
feelin’ like yo gotti, i got that sack on me (yeah, that sack on me)
i wish von was here right now, he off the flats, homie (what? flats, homie)
love when we was broke, hate when we got rich (hate when we got rich)
we were sleepin’ on the floor, we ain’t give a sh-t (we ain’t give a sh-t)
you know i need my xan’, you told me stop the tris (you told me stop this tris)
you know i’d never stop, you’d see me sneakin’ it (see me sneakin’ it)
on the jet noddin’ off, sleepin’, sh-t (sh-t)
d-mn, i miss my brothers, hope i’m dreamin’, sh-t
all them nightmares, swear i seen this sh-t (seen this shti)
and you know you comin’ home, n-gga, we the sh-t (we the sh-t)
rollin’ back-to-back, tell the doc i need my lean poured (dope)
why you askin’ questions, motherf-cker? sh-t, we don’t know (huh?)
i just talked to varney, told me tell you that he love you too (love you too)
all these n-ggas postin’, they don’t even really f-ck with you (b-tch, really f-ck with you)
[outro]
ayy, this sh-t so crazy, man, it’s like, the streets over, for real
you know the street sh-t crazy, [?]
they don’t wanna see us win, like especially when you get money and sh-t
my brothers keeper
stop playin’

- doodie lo

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