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lirik lagu no smoke/hold fire – gmk doughboy

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[intro: doughboy get money krew]
i’m screaming f*ck peace, i’m too street, southside n*gga til i’m 6 ft, ian run from round the corner when dem boys try to slime me. from the jungle, i got money, half the whole industry tried to slime me. b*tch i’m bout heat, b*tch you know i slang heat, i don’t lose no sleep

[hook: doughboy get money krew]
say don’t worry, on my kids i’ll slide on sum sh*t when they try to murder me. whole lotta blood, i see, pop yo sh*t and by the night i’ll be murder creepin, murder creeping

[verse 1: doughboy get money krew]
i’m screaming f*ck peace, i’m too street, southside n*gga til i’m 6 ft, ian run from round the corner when dem boys try to slime me. from the junglе, i got money, half the whole industry triеd to slime me. b*tch i’m bout heat, b*tch you know i slang heat, i don’t lose no sleep

[verse 2: doughboy get money krew]
you can pull up like you bout it p*ssy b*tch, this fa la micky, it’s f*ck meechy, i slang heat, no knife on me. say la tasha been bout drama, f*ck with em wrong, i’ll red dot a b*tch. left yo step side inna forest, allem b*tches got they face hit, i knocked em down. just left bouldercrest, left the scenery red on some demon sh*t. leave ya bl**dy like a tampon, ya better ask yo f*ckin mama. ian been in cali and i’ll still knock sum sh*t down, like that p*ssy b*tch, 5 innat head, pulled off no greyhound. i’m tooled up, i’m booted up, ya see me knock off yo f*ckin crown. oh you t.i.p, oh you a king, b*tch you’ll get slimed out. ian inna a, tl b*tch check ya timeline, it’s full of rips, f*ck gmk, doughboy stop the violence. always been that same n*gga, ian sellout coppin pleas n*gga. red bandana, b*tch i rep my flag, i don’t give a f*ck. bring loyalty out or die, f*ck around get yo water cut. n*ggas think i’m sweet, leave yo head with a hole like a donut. add sum alcohol prep onnat b*tch, i call that krispy kreme. you ain’t cut out for this blood business, i’ll make sure yo ass gon bleed. b*tch quit saying you gmk, issa label f*ck you mean. i’ll drop my nuts bout sum sh*t, yours left up onna kitchen sink, yo d*ck no where around me. stepped up on yo potna from that 5th, left em with no nosebleed, oh b*tch you say slimey, b*tch i’m blimey, i be bout mines, check his f*ckin mouth, left him red like a stop light. tryna hop up innat vette, just cut off dem f*cking lights
[verse 3: doughboy get money krew]
i’m screaming f*ck peace, i’m too street, southside n*gga til i’m 6 ft, ian run from round the corner when dem boys try to slime me. from the jungle, i got money, half the whole industry tried to slime me. b*tch i’m bout heat, b*tch you know i slang heat, i don’t lose no sleep

[hook: doughboy get money krew]
say don’t worry, on my kids i’ll slide on sum sh*t when they try to murder me. whole lotta blood, i see, pop yo sh*t and by the night i’ll be murder creepin, murder creeping

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