2 Doors Down

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YL (Rap) - Rap

2 Doors Down

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We doin' a new album here in case anybody did not know that You didn't know that? [Verse 1: YL] Continuously I be risin' They recognizin', eyes on the prize Size 9 yo what's live son Y son, why I gotta hit 'em like they my sons Never diss a [?] you should try some C'mon you know I'm playin' You know I'm sayin' shit to keep yo' mind numb My vocals change your face insane just hit 'em with the side drum I'm from city that is filthy but its my home I like Puerto Rican women with the right tone Bumpin' Triple R music on they iPhone It's beautiful, I love ya attitude I think it's suitin' you The kid is musical, complicated like a Rubik's cube Bitch you ain't shit before me nobody knew of you It's Y like the question, third son representin' Kill the nonsense, I don't want the past bein' mentioned I stunt like Matt Hoffman, way past BMXin' They fightin' for pennies keep that bullshit your section [Hook: YL] Why ya'll niggas always reachin' for a pound And why we Open 24 year round Yo how they know him if the kid don't make a sound And who's the mothafuckas tryna kick us out, who I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down [Verse 2: YL] I'm in the building like the landlord But I'm just out here gettin' what I planned for Represent the people, what you stand for Tell me is your mind ready, son I rhyme plenty Ya'll niggas too friendly, I'm takin' it as envy Danger past the boats as the smoke blows gently I might quit soon but I'm in my early 20s Don't assume, respect the movement Young Y be on some new shit When I'm in the crib I'm bumpin' smooth shit Give me that stylistics four times Yeah that be a sure shot Shorty drawer drops when I hit her in that sore spot You're not fuckin' with the kid not even slightly Ya'll should really get to genuflecting on your right knee You lose love tryna be a mack like Solomon Lose blood livin' street rules who's guidin' 'em We use drugs tryna wanna be them thugs for the moment Saw my pad potent, picture me foul ya lens broken, the fuck [Hook: YL] Why ya'll niggas always reachin' for a pound And why we Open 24 year round Yo how they know him if the kid don't make a sound And who's the mothafuckas tryna kick us out, who I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down I'm that nigga smokin' two doors down

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  • YL (Rap)