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letra de who we are - doroad

[intro: doroad]
(i-i-i-i-i love chris rich)
no, you’ll never be alone
you’ll never be in love
you’ll never be in love
ski, glee

[chorus: doroad]
aye, pr (pr)
everyone knows who we are
but we don’t know nothin’ ’bout them
remember times i had one in the head
some in the clip, had to run from the feds (ski, ski, ski)
flew that quick, stumbled the fence
i f-cked his b-tch in the uck, it was dead (ah, ah, ah)
laughin’ ’cause an opp cousin is dead (hahahaha)
i need to give it a rеst
like, pr (pr)
everyone knows who wе are
but we don’t know nothin’ ’bout them
remember times i had one in the head
some in the clip, had to run from the feds (ski, ski, ski)
flew that quick, stumbled the fence
i f-cked his b-tch in the uck, it was dead (ah, ah, ah)
laughin’ ’cause an opp cousin is dead (hahahaha)
i need to give it a rest
[verse 1: doroad]
if you know, then you know, yeah we givin’ out smoke (boy)
i got a leng one givin’ out throat (woi)
the oppsdem know it ain’t a joke
hop by, make ’em both say, “no we won’t float” (bow bow)
you bust gun, no you don’t
your brudda just got turned holy ghost (ghost)
call us bluff, think we won’t ride
you hope we won’t (hope)
you mad? (you mad?)
you see me? (you see me?)
i had the .44 long in the dingy
with a mac tryna get lingy
two seater, me and gbh got busy (grrr grr grr)
you ain’t ride when your n-gga got whacked
you didn’t ride when your n-gga got stabbed
you n-ggas are crack
i took a long drive to o where my n-gga got grabbed
it had me mad (mad)

[bridge: doroad]
man goin’ hands on, n-gga that’s plan b, plan b
out-out of the fours at mines
i gave her bread, no grub, lil’ pantry (hold that)
i could break down the mac
grease it up and put it right back together, don’t agg’ me (lie)
i dare a rap boy try at me
we gonna get tappy, live at the addy (bow, boi woi)
[chorus: doroad]
aye, pr (pr)
everyone knows who we are
but we don’t know nothin’ ’bout them
remember times i had one in the head
some in the clip, had to run from the feds (ski, ski, ski)
flew that quick, stumbled the fence
i f-cked his b-tch in the uck, it was dead (ah, ah, ah)
laughin’ ’cause an opp cousin is dead (hahahaha)
i need to give it a rest
like, pr (pr)
everyone knows who we are
but we don’t know nothin’ ’bout them
remember times i had one in the head
some in the clip, had to run from the feds (ski, ski, ski)
flew that quick, stumbled the fence
i f-cked his b-tch in the uck, it was dead (ah, ah, ah)
laughin’ ’cause an opp cousin is dead (hahahaha)
i need to give it a rest

[verse 2: pr sad]
aye, rose
they say we don’t dance but — got fried in his nose at the party
tc first in the ride, not ladi
spot ’em and drop ’em, don’t question the army
four-door truck, no car key
push-to-start, new dingers are classy
— got kwenged in his face, it was narsty
— got splashed in his cheek, don’t ask me
‘019 when the gangdem cleaned up (cleaned up)
three of them boys are with jesus
speechless, now they gotta ride for them ediats
point blank settings when — got seasoned
— got kweffed and splashed
ne-next time we might just leave him
they don’t like beef, they’re part time vegans
they only step when we give them reasons
hold my breath, now i gotta focus
you ain’t slap a yute with a car in motion
real life gun boy, still do soakings
it jammed on —, so we jumped out and poked him
original like when saints, we were homing
on tops 10s, left the rotty in oaklands
them yutes are bogus
they make some pendants that ain’t even frozen
[chorus: doroad]
aye, pr (pr)
everyone knows who we are
but we don’t know nothin’ ’bout them
remember times i had one in the head
some in the clip, had to run from the feds (ski, ski, ski)
flew that quick, stumbled the fence
i f-cked his b-tch in the uck, it was dead (ah, ah, ah)
laughin’ ’cause an opp cousin is dead (hahahaha)
i need to give it a rest
like, pr (pr)
everyone knows who we are
but we don’t know nothin’ ’bout them
remember times i had one in the head
some in the clip, had to run from the feds (ski, ski, ski)
flew that quick, stumbled the fence
i f-cked his b-tch in the uck, it was dead (ah, ah, ah)
laughin’ ’cause an opp cousin is dead (hahahaha)
i need to give it a rest

- doroad

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