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Data di rilascio: 18.01.2018
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Prezi x Mozzy |
Separate the boys from the men, nigga I be goin' in |
Fuck tyin' up the score nigga, I be tryna win |
Say my prayers every night nigga, I ain’t tryna sin |
Let a fuck nigga play with me, that’s shots to his chin |
Now they label me a monster, robbin' sons like Oscar |
Poppin' up at your concert, you gon' need you a doctor |
Nigga thought it was a dream, fuck nah, nigga wake it up |
Big shots move the concrete, I guess I had to shake it up |
Machine count the money, nigga tired of the paper cuts |
Hollows ripped up his spleen, I guess he had them paper guts |
Ain’t no time for the games, give a fuck about no fame |
You bleed like I bleed, give a fuck about your name |
Fifty shots up out this hand thing, give a fuck about no aim |
Left his thoughts up on the pavement, give a fuck about your brain |
If you know me then you owe me, I don’t trust shit be phony |
I used to trust in my forty 'til it jammed up on me |
But I still keep that lead cocked, big shots when the leg pop |
Shampoo and conditioner, wash your soul up out my dreadlocks |
I play the block, you play the bench, squeezin' 'til I empty clips |
Them suckers was hidin', we done took so many empty trips |
Patrolling the block, I done did so many different shifts |
Ain’t new to this game, I done seen so much different shit |
Seen niggas bang the turf, seen niggas put in work |
From the sound of gunfire, I seen niggas ride the hearse |
When shit got spooky I seen niggas go to church |
Popes is offering jobs, I seen niggas go to work |
Still ridin' up on four wheels, checkin' dough out the ho still |
You niggas want beef, I swear that shit instant like oatmeal |
That’s why I grind harder, cut like a barber |
Flip a nigga like a pancake, just add water |
Ain’t nobody gon' grind for me, nobody countin' my money |
Daughter say daddy be careful, tell her I’ma try honey |
Somethin' was to happen to me, who would really slide for me? |
That’s why I keep the hammer on me, let a nigga try somethin' |
I say let a nigga try somethin' |
Yeah, let a nigga try somethin' |
Four fingers stupid, eight beverages polluted |
You ain’t 'bout a bag, you foolish, I get gouda, big mulah |
Free my brother Tooga for the shooter, noodle spillage |
He gon' get it done with no influence, bitch I’m smoothie |
Dooters rocked Gucci on top of Gucci, blood Boosie |
You bitches too bad to fuck with a goofy |
Fell off the doobie, heavily fuck with the drug abuse |
Renegades callin' my phone to fuckin' do |
Money on the wood good, got a pocket full of blue |
Back door, little jokes, and the folks coming new |
Shout bust down Benny for them peezy runnin' through |
On my daughter I just got letter from the shoe |
Bitches be in love, G-O-D, that’s nothin' new |
Cuttin' down quays on the days we was cuttin' school |
Hah, that cutter kinda cool 'cause it’s compact |
Knock on them niggas, keep knockin', them niggas knock back |
Ayy where the rock at? I need it like for real for real |
Fake surrogate, you kill for real, we in the field for real |
These niggas steal to spill, I hear 'em talkin' like me |
They say killers move in silence, we be walkin' lightly |
Hand 'em indictments, my brother fightin', done wore him out |
Sold dope at the yellow store before they tore it down |
Nigga chain game slimy, I be showin' out |
If you ain’t suckin' dick bitch close your mouth |
On behalf of the gang members I hold it down |
You unfamiliar with murder then I can show you how |
Hundred thou on top of hundred thou, bust it down |
I wanna see my people eatin', that’s my only vow |