Doe B è morto in una sparatoria
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Doe B è morto.
Il rapper aveva 22 anni e il suo vero nome era Glenn Thomas. E’ stato coinvolto nei giorni scorsi in una sparatoria in un locale di Montgomery, sua città natale in Alabama.
Secondo le autorità, diverse persone sono state ferite al Centennial Bar and Grill intorno all’1.30 di notte. Anche una ragazza di 21 anni è morta, durante il conflitto a fuoco.
Il rapper, che era presente nel luogo della tragedia, è stato immediatamente trasportato in ospedale ma è morto poco dopo. Il suo staff ha confermato la morte attraverso Twitter.
On behalf of doe b's management i would like to thank all of his fans and say Rest in Peace my brother Glenn thomas aka @CBMDOEB
— DOE B. (@CBMDOEB) 28 Dicembre 2013
Qui sotto ascoltiamo uno dei suoi ultimi pezzi, Let Me Find Out (Remix) ft. T.I., Juicy J
This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta connection homeboy
Let me find out these niggas still hating on the low
And their whole life savings I get paid for a show
Their re-up, that’s my walk-through
My sneakers, there they house note
Think I need a whole thang of Keisha just to talk to ‘em
Small town, big money, baby I make boss moves
They say Doe B lane is like T-Pain without the auto-tune
Bring out the Apollo boom
I’mma sandman these niggas
Give you 2 thumbs down
Boy, your swag ain’t official
Let me find out them fake Guccis
Let me find out them fake Louis
Let me find out your baby mama is a man-eater, she ate my children
Let me find out you fake juug and I come through like, “Aye buddy
You 25, just started trapping?”
Let me find out you straight rookie
Taylor Gang, straight trippy
Hustle Gang what it is, pimping?
Got so many white friends I bring back Tommy Hilfiger
A-T-L, let me find out
Memphis Ten’, let me find out
M.I.A., N-Y-C, Texas, Cali, Chi-Town
Let me find out
Let me find out
Nigga let me find out
Let me find, out
Let me find out
Let me find out
Nigga let me find out
Let me find, out
Let me find out & I’m ridin’ out
Got 4 choppers no 9’s out
I’m recent, you’re timed out
I’m playin’ with it, you fouled out
You got a foul mouth, you’ll get 2 shots
Nigga and one with my handgun
Nigga talk about dough but that’s something
You ain’t never had your hands on
Got folk in Alabama, they still call me Arm & Hammer
See I do it for the
Gutter, not just to get the glamor
Hey who that nigga from Atlanta say he got a lot of drugs?
Say you looking
For a plug, bitch you looking at the plug
I’mma, real young nigga
You want this ho, better come get her
We don’t want your bitch man
We just wanna have fun with her
Okay well let me find out you channeled it
Ridin’ around town just saving hoes
Nigga she ain’t all yours, we shared the bitch
But let me find out
She havin’ your baby though
Let me find out
Let me find out
Nigga let me find out
Let me find out
Let me find out (Let me find out, let me find out)
Let me find out
Nigga let me find out (Let me find out, let me find out)
Bitch let me find out
Let me find out, Juicy J’s your girl’s favorite rapper
I’mma fuck her all night and I’mma give her back after
I ain’t hand cuffing these hoes like shackles
For the green & the cheese like a Green Bay packer
Trippy Man, fuck you pay me, I come play like Tom Brady
Kush is my medication, ride presidential like Ronald Reagan
Pussy niggas need to stop hating my flow sick like cancer patients
Rolex and a new Bugatti, yes bitch I’m ice skating
My last bitch must’ve been a chauffeur, she drove me crazy
No key, that space age, my ignition, I done made it
Juicy J, that’s trippy ho, Taylor Gang that’s trippy ho
Smoking on that Christmas tree my belt buckle like mistletoe
Who stands with your wife?
She just spent the night
With my dick in her mouth & my balls in her hand
Like the bitch was shooting dice
Juicy J, I got long money
I got 1998 song money
Bitch pour that Patron for me
I rock shows, boy I’m stone money
Let me find out (lemme find out you nigga isn’t who you say you is)
Let me find out (haha you niggas nobody man)
Nigga let me find out
(Lemme find out you sold your soul for them joint nigga)
Let me find, out
Bitch let me find out (let me find out let me find out)
Let me find out
Ya’ll niggas might not let me find out
Nigga let me find out (let me find out let me find out)
Bitch let me find out (Ya’ll niggas might not let me find out)
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