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Kenny Mason - DOOR SWANGIN
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Текст песни: Bitch keep that door swingin', door swingin'
Them folks think we dope-slangin', it's no difference, huh?
Don't touch it, ho, save it, ho, save it
My **** came from low wages and broke
Do you wanna die sober or touchin' God's shoulders?
I popped the pill and caught the feeling all over
Was taught from villains how to wig 'em out though
Thought I would perish as a kid but got older
Them boys got roasted in streets where I was molded
These **** hoes, ain't nowhere I can't go
I can't be wrong if I tell 'em with that pole, huh
It can't be sold if I never had a soul, hold up
How I'm 'posed to pretend I don't want revenge?
You know you wrong so you always on the defense
I know you long for the day you see the beef end
I'm sorry but it ain't no sleep, friend, matter of fact
Bitch keep that door swingin', door swingin'
Them folks think we dope-slangin', it's no difference, huh?
Don't touch it, ho, save it, ho, save it
My **** came from low wages (Fuck)
Okay, I used to be Anakin
Goddammit, twin, look at what Atlanta did
I carried malice, wearin' hammers with banana clips
Seen the scammers pushin' phantoms, so I had to quit
Workin' for the man and quick
Now I'm tryna crack visas on cracked screens of a Mac from a crack dealer
Wings on my back when I stack Gs up
When I re-up on racks then I'm at peace, huh? I'm back greased up
Lately, I see downsides to being outside
A lotta white lines shapin' ****' outlines
A lotta shots flyin', wakin' up the south side
Maybe I should close the shop down, psych
Bitch keep that door swingin', door swingin'
Them folks think we dope-slangin', it's no difference, huh?
Don't touch it, ho, save it, ho, save it
My **** came from low wages and broke
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
Them folks think we dope-slangin', it's no difference, huh?
Don't touch it, ho, save it, ho, save it
My **** came from low wages and broke
Do you wanna die sober or touchin' God's shoulders?
I popped the pill and caught the feeling all over
Was taught from villains how to wig 'em out though
Thought I would perish as a kid but got older
Them boys got roasted in streets where I was molded
These **** hoes, ain't nowhere I can't go
I can't be wrong if I tell 'em with that pole, huh
It can't be sold if I never had a soul, hold up
How I'm 'posed to pretend I don't want revenge?
You know you wrong so you always on the defense
I know you long for the day you see the beef end
I'm sorry but it ain't no sleep, friend, matter of fact
Bitch keep that door swingin', door swingin'
Them folks think we dope-slangin', it's no difference, huh?
Don't touch it, ho, save it, ho, save it
My **** came from low wages (Fuck)
Okay, I used to be Anakin
Goddammit, twin, look at what Atlanta did
I carried malice, wearin' hammers with banana clips
Seen the scammers pushin' phantoms, so I had to quit
Workin' for the man and quick
Now I'm tryna crack visas on cracked screens of a Mac from a crack dealer
Wings on my back when I stack Gs up
When I re-up on racks then I'm at peace, huh? I'm back greased up
Lately, I see downsides to being outside
A lotta white lines shapin' ****' outlines
A lotta shots flyin', wakin' up the south side
Maybe I should close the shop down, psych
Bitch keep that door swingin', door swingin'
Them folks think we dope-slangin', it's no difference, huh?
Don't touch it, ho, save it, ho, save it
My **** came from low wages and broke
Do you wanna?
Do you wanna?
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