D.O.S

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Check

Let's go to war
Take a dully and snatch
The doors off a gun store
Detroit on steroids
I give a fuck about cameras
Line them niggas up like
The valentine day massacre
Imports from across the ambassador
To run these route across from canada
I need you to have that stamina
To protect my bag
Wit a stick like a janitor
I got money and power
Wit the pole ill fish bowl
You like clam chowder
I'm the founder
I'd leave you arched
Over quarter pounder
I start moving flounder
It's hard to hate bitch
Cause a pack from me
Is advantageous
This shit crack made me famous
Crimes was heinous
I don't play games
I leave niggas faceless
You hate the facets in my bracelets
Stepping on white squares
But I'm not running bases
I was considered a talent wasted
Until started thumbing through big faces
My hustles contagious
The bust down is ostentatious
They thought i was done
After goodness gracious
My blow strong
These feens scared to take it
I see the stress in you suckas faces
The love you show is fake
But in these streets
It's what the hustler faces
I couldn't make it to
My brother arraignment
But when he came home
We made it rain on hoes for entertainment
Compressing weight
In my mama basement
Lit off edible arrangements
Hoodie was preston heron
While mixing up heron i'm like
God to these peons
Five hunnit grams for twenty k
This a marathon
You get ya casket closed
Tryna stare me down
I was first wit hoe nigga
She a hand me down
Before we talk
My dawgs a pat you down
You want problems no problems
I spit an ya face after they clap down you clown

Uhh
Detroit on steroids
Uhh

I don't give a fuck about no cameras
I pat you down
Leave you there nigga

Uhh
Detroit on steroids



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Writer(s): Curtis Cross
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