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Freddie Gibbs - Steel Doors Lyrics



Freddie Gibbs - Steel Doors Lyrics
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Sheesh, yeah
Cookin', cookin', yeah

Let me see all my legacy
'Fore these crackers artificial intelligence me
Hoes on the dick regularly, mackin' bitches, my speciality (ah)
Rabbit packets my speciality (ah), neutron, I'll never be
Paranoid 'cause I was sellin' fetti with a snitch nigga right next to me
But I'm still goin' (still goin')
Still at the crack house with the steel doors (steel doors)
Nigga, why would I touch my pack when I can just steal yours? (Uh)
That nigga Willy, he crossed me twice, but I was still lord
Chevy boys duckin' them pigs in that f*ckin' Ford
Chopper blowin', police ain't goin', hopped out that black Explorer
Heavy automatic, gunfire, I'm clappin' at the boys
Shootout ended in Indiana, started in Illinois

Trx truck with that Hemi, I ride tyrannosaurus
Ready to bite a plug out of these niggas
I done made thugs out of these niggas
Hits been paid up, so the grave already dug for most of these niggas
Walk through shit, piss in the mud, just to get drugs off of these niggas
All of this free hatin'
What it really cost to get some love out of these

Steel doors, still at the crackhouse thuggin' with the Lords (huh)
Nigga, why would I touch a pack when I can still record?
When it come to them flows, I'm one of the coldest niggas ever born
F*ck me when you mad at your nigga, not like a woman scorn
I'm beggin' the Lord to heal me, but I'm loyal to what's gon' kill me
If I switch it up, changin' my message, then they ain't gon' feel me
Chopper big, I can't conceal it, lift him up and he popped a wheelie
If I take the pressure off of these niggas then they ain't gon' feel me
Through these steel doors, you rep your set, is you gon' kill for it? (Uh)
Put that bitch on life support, heard they just pulled the cord (huh)
You know, your problems only get bigger when you the biggest lord

Trx truck with that Hemi, I ride tyrannosaurus
Ready to bite a plug out of these niggas
I done made thugs out of these niggas
Hits been paid up, so the grave already dug for most of these niggas
Walk through shit, piss in the mud, just to get drugs off of these niggas
All of this free hatin'
What it really cost to get some love out of these niggas?

Yeah, yeah, yeah
What it really cost to get some love out of these niggas? Yeah
Yeah, what it really cost to get some love out of these
Steel doors, yeah, yeah, yeah
What it really cost to get some love out of these niggas?
Yeah
Steel doors, yeah
Steel doors
(The trial is a revolving door) yeah
(Steel doors, steel doors)
(You won't know what's on either side)
(Trust me, Freddie)
(So what's it goin' to be?) Steel doors
Yeah
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Sheesh, yeah
Cookin', cookin', yeah

Let me see all my legacy
'Fore these crackers artificial intelligence me
Hoes on the dick regularly, mackin' bitches, my speciality (ah)
Rabbit packets my speciality (ah), neutron, I'll never be
Paranoid 'cause I was sellin' fetti with a snitch nigga right next to me
But I'm still goin' (still goin')
Still at the crack house with the steel doors (steel doors)
Nigga, why would I touch my pack when I can just steal yours? (Uh)
That nigga Willy, he crossed me twice, but I was still lord
Chevy boys duckin' them pigs in that f*ckin' Ford
Chopper blowin', police ain't goin', hopped out that black Explorer
Heavy automatic, gunfire, I'm clappin' at the boys
Shootout ended in Indiana, started in Illinois

Trx truck with that Hemi, I ride tyrannosaurus
Ready to bite a plug out of these niggas
I done made thugs out of these niggas
Hits been paid up, so the grave already dug for most of these niggas
Walk through shit, piss in the mud, just to get drugs off of these niggas
All of this free hatin'
What it really cost to get some love out of these

Steel doors, still at the crackhouse thuggin' with the Lords (huh)
Nigga, why would I touch a pack when I can still record?
When it come to them flows, I'm one of the coldest niggas ever born
F*ck me when you mad at your nigga, not like a woman scorn
I'm beggin' the Lord to heal me, but I'm loyal to what's gon' kill me
If I switch it up, changin' my message, then they ain't gon' feel me
Chopper big, I can't conceal it, lift him up and he popped a wheelie
If I take the pressure off of these niggas then they ain't gon' feel me
Through these steel doors, you rep your set, is you gon' kill for it? (Uh)
Put that bitch on life support, heard they just pulled the cord (huh)
You know, your problems only get bigger when you the biggest lord

Trx truck with that Hemi, I ride tyrannosaurus
Ready to bite a plug out of these niggas
I done made thugs out of these niggas
Hits been paid up, so the grave already dug for most of these niggas
Walk through shit, piss in the mud, just to get drugs off of these niggas
All of this free hatin'
What it really cost to get some love out of these niggas?

Yeah, yeah, yeah
What it really cost to get some love out of these niggas? Yeah
Yeah, what it really cost to get some love out of these
Steel doors, yeah, yeah, yeah
What it really cost to get some love out of these niggas?
Yeah
Steel doors, yeah
Steel doors
(The trial is a revolving door) yeah
(Steel doors, steel doors)
(You won't know what's on either side)
(Trust me, Freddie)
(So what's it goin' to be?) Steel doors
Yeah
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Writer: Fredrick Jamel Tipton, Benjamin Saint Fort, Andrew Nicholas Papaleo, Brian Massaka Victorsson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC





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