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letra de bring the hook - gmk doughboy

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[verse 1: doughboy get money krew]
h-llo motherf-ckers, wazzam god how you doing? it’s deevil innis b-tch, not the devil, ya better learn. man f-ck allen n-ggas and the people playing the devil’s tune, you say ya smokin onnat kid pack, i got my l!ck back. spent on allem n-ggas, i let it off, they gotta 6 pack, bullets got no name, when i aim it, that fye gon hit yo ass. caught dem p-ssy n-ggas at the light who say they really with that. left the hospital, one on the interstate, one coming back. spent thru the whole section, wet that b-tch up like it’s gta, i be motherf-ckin lyin, i bе jocin bad all day, you say they in good hands, could’ve did bettеr callin allstate. you say you down for that drill, i got the hammer, bring out the yellow tape. 20pointers like what’s on my old g-shock, wanna rollie today. b-tch you say you rolling with me, b-tch quit lying, i know you f-ckin fake. p-ssy n-ggas bite the dust, made sure that b-tch got popped inna face, smokin on my daughter, imma make sure all you b-tches catch one, this fa my kids okay

[hook: doughboy get money krew]
bring the hook, fat b-tch thought the demon came up out me when that ar blrddd, nah i never ran, i up that b-tch, couldn’t even make it outside they shook, “doodie call the policeman,” them hollows knocked off they top, b-tch i’m all me, ian ai, man them people lying

[verse 2: doughboy get money krew]
hol on this that purge game, nightmare on tullis st., b-tch i let it off, f-ck a n-gga, what the f-ck you mean? nopd book his ass, throw the book at this man. doughboy really turnt give no f-cks, he gon get rid of yo ass. thought y’all gon make me eat that d-ck up on allem you got me f-cked up, i’mma drop my nuts bout sum sh-t, you’ll get yo head buss. and it’s f-ck dem people, i’mma nightmare i putcha up. leave mo blood inna streets, thought water gon clean sh-t up. ay, go put dem gloves on, mask off, i send out shots. and it’s f-ck atlantic records vp, tell em what the hype bout. left yo steppas dead now yo ass scarred to leave the house, don’t give a f-ck who you is, pastors and a church can’t save ya now

[hook: doughboy get money krew]
bring the hook, fat b-tch thought the demon came up out me when that ar blrddd, nah i never ran, i up that b-tch, couldn’t even make it outside they shook, “doodie call the policeman,” them hollows knocked off they top, b-tch i’m all me, ian ai, man them people lying

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