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doc gruesome - street sweeper lyrics

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[intro: doc gruesome]
yeah! ayy!

[chorus: doc gruesome]
posted in the motherf+cking darkness, come and find me (come and find me)
got the whole f+ckin’ block right behind me (ayy)
i ain’t been scared of a b+tch and i’ll never be
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers be)
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers)
i stay up in the trap posted up, littlе b+tch (yeah)

[verse 1: doc gruesome]
stay up on my motherf+ckin’ block, you know wherе to find me
in the city, sh+t ain’t pretty, it can get a little grimy
split a b+tch in half with a motherf+ckin’ ak
murder scene to most, me and my people it’s a pay day
and if anybody ask b+tch we wasn’t here
get your f+ckin’ lips closed when police tryna lend a ear (b+tch!)
or you might be the next to get it or your next of kin
just know that necks are severed any home i’m stepping in
i stay up in my hood like i’m stoop kid (stoop kid)
end up in the air like what he do b+tch?
i don’t gotta go far, bet i got that heatseeker
known around my block as a motherf+ckin’ streetsweeper

[chorus: doc gruesome]
posted in the motherf+cking darkness, come and find me (come and find me)
got the whole f+ckin’ block right behind me (ayy)
i ain’t been scared of a b+tch and i’ll never be
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers be)
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers)
i stay up in the trap posted up, little b+tch (yeah)
[verse 2: cody manson]
trife life or no life!
they tried to tell me i can’t go there, bet i’m on my way (i’m on my way)
b+tch, i’m carrying this torch around my shoulder blades
broken gold t++th biting pins out of hand grenades
you don’t really want no war or else you would have ran my fade (p+ssy!)
keep talking sh+t up in the comment section
you the first one to hit your knees and suck a clown erection (goofy!)
just pipe the f+ck down, you is not a stepper (at all)
’cause when it’s ttg you fold under pressure (p+ssy!)
i’m from that land that ain’t got no heart (cleveland!)
i let you die for your bands, all your grams in your grandma’s car (sh+t!)
posted at the trap with the k!llers in the front yard (stepper!)
snubnose bulldog will rip your f+cking face apart (bwahh!)

[chorus: doc gruesome]
posted in the motherf+cking darkness, come and find me (come and find me)
got the whole f+ckin’ block right behind me (ayy)
i ain’t been scared of a b+tch and i’ll never be
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers be)
i stay up in the trap posted up where my k!llers be (where my k!llers, k!llers, k!llers)
i stay up in the trap posted up, little b+tch (yeah)

[outro: doc gruesome]
where my k!ll+k!ll+k!llers be
where my k!llers, k!ll, k!ll, k!llers be
where my, where, where, where my k!llers be



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