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grindhard e - dr. e lyrics

[intro]
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(rell, rell4rell)

[verse]
sold a lot of sh+t, ain’t no tellin’ what i made today
r+i+o da yung og, my n+gga paved the way
unc’ called me with an eight of drank, i swear he saved the day
auntie only got twenty dollars, i’ma make her wait
ayy, i’m ’bout to bake a cake
told bro put flour in the bag, just make it weight
got a white boy comin’ far, he from outta state
i ain’t gon’ tell you what he spent, but he made my day
told him where to meet me, changed locations just to play it safe
told bro, “bring me an eighthy,” he thought i was talkin’ yay
hah, i’m still laughin’ ’bout this other play
i pulled up with the bluе, he wanted dog, you should’ve saw his facе
told him i don’t f+ck with him no more, but it’s one call away
yesterday, was beggin’ was a front, told him, “don’t call today”
told myself i’m done sellin’ dope, i gave it all away
got a girl that do every drug, that’s what you call a j
yeah, that’s a junkie
f+l+u+n+k+y, your man a flunky
popped a n+gga, he got too close, i think he bumped me
my excuse, he had some n+ggas with him, they tried to jump me
sold these pills for the high in michigan, f+ck kentucky
i ain’t ever need no b+tch to get some money
my n+gga, he religious, he won’t sell no dope on sundays
my uncle. he relentless, he would k!ll you over nothin’
don’t say nothin’ to him if he [?][1:21]
my family dysfunctional, i was ’bout to shoot my cousin
my auntie come and buy the dope from me because she love me
my nephew fourteen, he stole my heat, he think he thuggin’
my sister f+cked up in the head, she think it’s funny
she found out about it, she ain’t even say nothin’
so when i beat his ass, it wasn’t for nothin’
my uncle sell dope and he ain’t ever got no money
he either trickin’ with the fiends or he on it
i know he sniff blow, but i hope that he ain’t smoke it
i just stopped the car ’cause i think i seen a fiend at [?][1:46]
i just popped a bar ’cause i’m thinkin’ ’bout how they k!lled jody
and booter, lil mad, and lowkey
this sh+t deep, i can really name half my whole street
i can still trap my old street
i can still f+ck my old freak
still paranoid every time that i see police
still got cameras on the crib, i don’t watch tv
how you chasin’ chicken but you tryna beef?
you don’t f+ck with me, when you see me, don’t nod at me
told my hoes, “lie to the police, don’t lie to me”
i’m currently occupied, i’m with my b+tch, don’t bother me
get disrespectful, you ain’t ever seen this side of me
told a b+tch, “shut the f+ck up ’til your time to speak”
[outro]
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