Lyrics:
yo me metía
y mientras tanto otro en la cama te tenia
ahora te sientes sola hija e' p*ta estas vacía
sin ti se pasan mejores los días
tengo babys de
andar
Vaquero holocaust
Lagrimas en el q.e.p.d.
Dedicado pa' mi alma que no la pude sostener
Soy resto de defunción
Ahora soy el locutor
De mi propia
droga se mueve
Mathi sale cuando el sol muere
Barras como patadas de ramón dekkers
D.E.P
Manana talvez no estas aqui
Vinimos a hacernos eternos antes de
Myspace.. E.P’leri yapıştır
2008 harikaydı, sahnelere alıştım
Trackler, partiler, free’ler ve battle time
O zamanla yapamıyodu ki hiç bi rapper rhyme
Ben Pit
abuelo d.e.p.
Más espabilao que un gato con hambre
Más imaginación que un guión de Tolkien
Más astuto que una octogenaria cutre
Más ilógico que convencer
prancing and praising
My God lifting and raising
He also blessing I'm thanking
(Haha bro we just killed that
Shout out to Rylis man
Orez dropping soon e.p
Day ones been the same
Fake niggas always change
Real bitches for the game
Fake bitches for the fame
A few songs for the E.P
Yall sound like
focus of rage
Attention shifts to the disconnected artists in the background
Welcome to my E.P
Fade to Grae
You... anger me to tears I think you know a reason why
I wrote a song about it you can hear it one E.P behind
But I'm not here to vent for once, I'm
till it double then repeat
Once you get it gotta flip it and I got that from the streets
Got a hard ass playlist you can say it’s an E.P.
I be vibing
Ivy League get your class up
I'mma need you to back up, I got the rack up
Racking the racks up, I got the track up
We d-double-e-p gang gang like
the NORFHSIDE
Wanna take care of her time
She from the north side of town like me
She always R.E.P.
She always tastes like peach
Now she wanna know bout me
That's
welcome to the new E.P. this Pephka, hope y'all enjoy, signing out...)
J’pense à mes ov à la madre
R.E.P Le vieux
Si je l’ai fait c’est pour les miens J’demande pardon aux cieux
Rien qu’tu effleures boy
Rien qu’tu cannes
Peace be unto all my listeners
Welcome to Intro-Tape the E.P
Laughter
Yea nigga this that motherfucken Play Your Cards Right E.P.
If you don't know you know now
You know now
Turn your motherfucken speakers
meine Jungs sind hier die Besten
Schreibe was passiert du kannst es lesen in mein Texten
Fick mal auf Margiela ihr seid wirklich nur am Flexen
Ey, E-P
bien a fingir
De la lengua al estilo de lucir
Hasta en las producciones de sonido a la portada del e p
La neta que estos vatos son un mini me
La H tiene
ton patron
Je veux le roro
Un deux trois
Faux départ
Ça dérape
R.E.P
Paul Walker
La dérape
Ça pilote des gamos des gamos des gamos de bâtards
Demande
for the E.P
Then it’s party every night where we stay, Bacardi on the ice, go, DJ
Walk around the house in my PJ’s, Watch me whip, watch me nae nae
We
fitted
So in districts on my lid
From the DCT
To the PGC
Get it where I fit in cause that's where I live
D.M.V I R.E.P to the D.A.Y
They close my lid
I
dégoûte sûrement d'autre
Il faut que je réfléchisse, pas que je me masse le chibre
Du fric j'en ai 0 mais j'ai masse de shit
Et je me répète dans cet E.P
Prescription on Codeine my doctor my drug dealer
N.E.P up in the scene this shit don't get no realer
Got some kush and some lean now all I need is my swisher
Dip
everything Gucci
I‘mma stay trippy like juicy (Ay)
Sharing my shit like a hotspot (Yuh)
Stiring it up like a crockpot
Like the police Imma knock knock
E.P.O we
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