Lyrics:
Não sou assunto banal
Eu dou limão
Faz limonadas
Vamos txilar
Eu tenho garrafas
Shawty ta a olhar bwe pra mim porque curte do som
Ou do meu calor
Dois
slayer, slayer, slayer, sle-slayer clip! (yah!)
Y'all ain't really doin' nun, y'all just talk
Yea un there is no hate, ja es to shit nēesmu
Redzējis in
on my tongue
Yah yah
Je sais que vous voulez l'histoire en français
Ce negro m'a bu il m'a bu comme du lait
J'ai fais la meuf mais en vrai shit il me
babba comme ci chagga comme ça
Hur kan du va blyg när din tis är bomba
Här finns ingen tid för att ta nått långsamt
Kom fram låt oss göra nått vi båda
talk on strain
Desde criança eu nunca fui bobo
Desde criança eu não liguei pros outros
'Cê tá frustrado porque achou que ia ficar rico com uma
Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates
So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my
Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates
So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my
(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)
Yo, niggas need ta quit it actin' like they betta
Before I wear em out like a fitta wit a matchin sweater
yo we tryin' ta live it like love, peace and happiness
You know I'm sayin', word up
I'm growing up in the ghetto
And there was nobody happy
And my
yo we tryin ta live it like love, peace and nappiness
You know I'm sayin, word up
I'm growing up in the ghetto
And there was nobody happy
And my
C-c-check, yo
Real sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired
thy shade Upon thy right hand
The sun shall not smite thee by day
Nor the moon by night
The lord shall preserve thee from all evil
He shall preserve thy
It get dirty even bout ta bitch
Tino really keep a .30 pistol packing in the whip
You get buried right by where you live
Know a few who pull up
or something
We be waiting by ya door like pizzas coming
Talk real like for real ya peeps is fronting
I'm fresh as febreeze be getting felt by ya breezy
Windows
ya from ear ta ear
Bgeezy is one of the hottest niggaz in the pad
Get outta line with me and I'll leave ya shit flat
Clickin' and clackin' blacka
Ojuwelegba
If you see drive by baby holla at Your boy
Cos this na temptation the way Roll it Ifunanya
If you do me I do you
I swear God no go bore
Oh oh
Eeei
feel the real emotion
Like i'm in the coffin
Nauseous
This for one
Man Fuck this shit
Yuh yuh yuh yah yuh
Ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye
I'm talking Benz
I'm
It is what it is
It is what it is
You try compromisin', nope, they don't wanna talk
And they got them nuts that's off that Acapulco powdered chalk
you need ta know that all that talk can get you fucked up
Hoe this ain't no game - that you playing you get bucked up
I'ont give a fuck who you is,
the chips
I traced your lips with my fingertips
We toast to we with Margarit
Ta-tas, out the shells
Like a nut and a turtle
Ta-tas, rub the herbals
Jumpin'
I'm surrounded
By misery
Tears and frowns
No smiles
Depressing imagery
And I know
Things ain't goin' right oh
(Why why why?)
Sometimes you
Wanna quit
kuña tambien
Che kuimba'e
Che kuña ta- che kuña ta-
Kuimba'e haku haku petei
When they think who left
Kuña tambien haku haku petei
When they think who
friends allowed my teams Is already
They talk when I'm not around
See me and quiet down
Skinny nigga I demand respect Without making a sound
I get ta
talk.. just ta make it clear
I Line it in chalk.. just ta help ya steer
We ain't gotta lotta time.. cuz the end maybe near
The time is now.. ta find ya
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