Lyrics:
to be, the truth nevertheless
Nothin new your boy Proof is better than best
Elliot Ness to these fuckin gangsters and killers
Bankin they millions they all
Johnny was a good boy
But got messed up by the wrong crowd
Everybody liked him
And he made his mother proud
But Johnny had a habit
And it wasn't
on the 10-speed
Now your boy up in a big league
I ain't been to Johnny, but wait 'til you see them new VVs
They ain't gon' want me on TV
Blinded by riches like
Brat nie każdy wierzy we własny nagi instynkt
Tak to ten brzydki mogę ręką się zasłaniać
Bo chcę byś słyszał flavour a nie patrzył na ubrania
Rap nie
chciałeś zaprzeczyć
Fura pitbull i szybka dziewczyna
To dobry powód by zacząć zapominać
Ty już nie słyszysz choć ja głośno wołam
Zapomniałeś co znaczy stara
nonetheless
Ganja breath, talkin' to my babes but I need to get away
I'm waitin' for my kids 'cause I've got gangster DNA
You couldn't see me on my worst day
like I was
at the end the world had me by the roach clip/ until
my ghost is countin dead roses its over close it that
the bidnosis/ hits is hypnosis
stones
America's laws disorientated by
Bush's lies on
Foreign relations this ain't war
We invaded and stole
Oil and rations, destroyer of nations
It's
reštikách, život ako rich man
Systém nás jebe
Preto chlapci jebú systém
Máme vlastné gestá
Vlastný jazyk
Nejsom gangster z ulice
Za mnou sú gangstri
gdzie indziej być jak jego wrzuty na cargo
Rozmawiałem z changą o tym by wierzyć a nie tylko pragnąć
Obsuwam myśli krótką medytacją przyciągam liczby
und die Glock 17 ballert los
Keiner stiehlt uns hier die Show (haha)
Drive-by auf Autopilot
Streich deine Hauswände rot, denn
Wenn die schwarze
on the map, I told every mandem he's dog
I was born in the 90's inspired by gangsters
Fascinated by criminal things
I wear Nikes and Trespass pants cause
Übernehmen (Apocalyptic)
Stepp' in die Kabine, baller' Silben in den Beat
Um alle Rekorde der Welt mit einer Single zu brechen
Und by the way 'nen Gruß
block shit
My style smoking like after a Glock spit
Hass im Kiez, Bandenkrieg, Texas Berlin
Meiner Meinung nach, gibt es ein paar Gangster zuviel
block fry plantain? (boaw)
Free my G's on the landin'
I can tell by the way that my man's actin
That he's never been locked for the mad ting (likkle
Confessing my feelings
Chorus x1
(Mr. Capone-E)
That right huh I know
I look like a gangster but
Hmmm baby don't judge me that
Way I'm jus and
Ordinary guy
child
In the Harpys Projects where the Tinys go wild
Put it in, this is where life begins
And only real gangsters on the serio can win
Move in on my foe,
Hello pranksters, too many gangsters in hip hop
Without knowledge, it's like a pyramid built that ain't solid
Ya ass will get blown away demolished
You
child
In the Harpys Projects where the Tinys go wild
Put it in, this is where life begins
And only real gangsters on the serio can win
Move in on my foe,
Back in the old days when gangsters were all the rage
And crime was the front page of news and TV....
A group known to no one who's blows were all
te koty wolałabyś żebym cię szarpał za włosy
Nigdy siebie nie mamy dosyć, jak się kłócimy to po to by szybko się godzić
Wszystkie dupy przed tobą
w kraju kurwa pseudo gangster
To tak jakbym na solówkę wyszedł z Mini Majkiem
Widzisz niosę prawdę widzisz prawda boli
Bo w moim życiu są
Yay never been soppin' like that since Kuka (never)
Shawty stay down by her tits and new butt (for sure)
Two Glocks on me now, they got dicks
Don't
I'm gonna pull up at
The lights on my Js
Probably be alone when I'm
Standing by the gates
Using gang signs for prayer
Must be blinded by your grace
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