Lyrics:
klouby,
ptám se kámo, "Nechceš taky, prý asi ne?"
Maso v ní neplyne,
ten oheň neplyne.
To, co bude, nevíme,
a do rána se neznáme.
Mám rád tyto dny
to XSport, and they ran a full court
And I can not retort without thinking that this can't be the reason
"So what else you do? What about T.Y? Is he still
don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho
But I know what I got you can't handle though
Cause only real niggas (wha)
You don't know
So what you gon' do
for hours
I even killed the time by helpin' my man pass out fliers
Now all I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Shake my ass with the baddest pigeon with
You was locked up in that cell I couldn't do shit about it
You told me make it by yo self cause niggas won't keep it solid
Hectic memories in my head
hurt you
Yo
He gets a hit up
You get a hook up
And I get stood up
Bitch you don't know fucked up when you see it or when you do it
When you putting me
my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
By
noticed that you came in here alone, who you expecting
Oh that's cool you by yourself, that's what I'm on too
Order what you want, matter fact tell em'
Niggaz bounce back, niggaz bounce back
Yo, this is how we do it, I keep that thang moving
Sixtyone keys in the crib, baby here's your music
You hear
Niggaz bounce back, niggaz bounce back
Yo, this is how we do it, I keep that thang moving
Sixtyone keys in the crib, baby here's your music
You hear
when we spark they part
Running silly through the court (they don't really wanna start)
How you wanna do? Yo K, anyways
Motherfuckers wanna play we
no beat taligá ninguém compete (no)
No beat do Nerez eu mato (lit)
In trap you know i'm astro (yeah)
Tem muito nego falso (fake)
Just want yo my
handle us
She doin too much just like Nina, like my counselor
Then she work in Magic City then I'm dancing her
Bitch do you want these all hundreds, I'm
time, alright
Later
Yo, Toke
What's good, family
It's Bonez, man
Just sitting here
Reminiscing 'bout the old s*** we used to do, man
Yo, bruh, you
got the nads rammed in the ass from the back by Big Elroy straight off the maxi pad
Homie get mad, long as you doin' that, I might have a career in rap
this that I'm told to be red on the spot
Dissed by a nigga I admire (sucka)
Oh shit, hell no this can't be
Who's this on the radio dissing me
D-O- double
What do you want me to say?
I love this beat
I love this beat
Sto con money non ce n'è
Tu neanche sai come, in mezzo alle cose
Sei finita tra
Look in yo eyes I see joy happiness and other emotions
Look in my eyes you see pain and all the times I been suffering
Growing up I was constantly
the fuck you duck yo head you was just talkin like I'm weak?
Niggas really ain't no thugs they makin castles at the beach.
Really thinkin tah myself what I
a tail of goons and can't shake them from my back
A black Cadillac crew of two you know that they got gats to match
What do I do I can't believe I made
U the brightest star in the sky
Look at all the things I do for u and I
I know you'll always be my ride or die
U know ill always watch out for
on yo corner and sniff on yo line (NIQQA)
[DJ Paul - Talking]
You better hurry the fuck up if your going to do what I did nigga
Plaqs all over
Don't hold my hand if you pretend
I hardly trust I used to laugh
My heart used to be a heart
Now its rusted
It got blown away by the wind like dust
Why is
South Central (what you do?)
A place where bustin a cap is fundamental
No, you can't find the shit in a handbook
Take a close look, at a rap crook
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