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letra de bust doors (remix) - gloom808

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[gloom808]
bu-bu-bust doors cause a n-gga dead broke (yeah)
he think he hard well that f-ckin gl!ck swole (uh)
its a price upon his head, i’ll get the dough (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i was sinkin in that water but a n-gga learned to float

i can’t give a f-ck about or where he from
from loving beats to packing heat in love with drums
no love for me since i was three, it made me numb (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
he play with me he ain’t goin’ breath, his time has come (uh)

put that metal on that n-gga watch him freeze up (pow)
i can’t cope with the pain so i’m geeked up
far from holy when i hold it i won’t seize up (yeah)
the light is dim inside him, there ain’t no jesus (nah)

i know some n-ggas that will chop you up, believe it
wash the blade and pin him up now he’s leakin
to cross me what the f-ck was he thinkin (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
he should’ve known i walk amongst him as a demon

if i can’t beat you then that ar whip your face off
got too much goin’ got no time for a face off
i’ll end a n-gga quick like my name adolf
they use to laugh at me now i’m the one they hate on

want money, big bands f-ck a hoe
try me and where you stand is where you’ll go
there is no peace inside of me, hate is home
heart is withered the soulless one with the snow

i ain’t asked be in life i was chosed
it ain’t nothin for me get a n-gga gone
it ain’t no issue for me wipe a n-gga nose
b-tch i want the dough

ya ya, big big door
ya ya, big big door
ya ya, big big door
bust door
bust door
bu-bu-bust door

[tybvlone]
aye
i- i- i remember i was sleeping on the floor
bu- bu- bust down now my wrist made outta gold (aye)
water whippin i be cookin on the stove
it ain’t sh-t for me to kick a n-gga door (aye)

ak-47 keep a strap
better watch your back
talkin out yo neck get you clapped
better pack a gat

rob a n-gga now my pockets fat
i got h-lla racks
hunnid b-tches runnin round the house, i got h-lla snacks (aye)

snakes in the grass
momma told me watch my ass (aye)
i was just down bad
now i’m ridin in a jag (aye)

shorty gave me top went and got that b-tch a bag
got these b-tches choosin that’s why all these n-ggas mad

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