Lyrics:
the first nigga I popped him
It's crazy how much the time went by (true story)
Ridin' with Ks, ain't nobody safe
Don't care if you ridin' with moms or pops
gibt es Schüsse vorm Café
Nrw, Gangster-State, was machen Drogenfahnder-Cops? (Tzhe)
'N Bogen um den Pott wie bei 'nem Kobold seinem Topf
Haltet Uzis
którym Darek nie ma zasięgu
Znowu do niego dzwonią pieniądze
I to takie kwoty że by dostały zawału te baby co robią w Biedronce
Chłopaki co gonią na ośce
für meinen Dodge SUV
Ob Gangster oder Weedticker, Banker oder Kiezstricher
Das Cash fließt im Schein der Streetlichter wie der East River (yeah)
Ich
Too many times I was close to death in the streets
I'ma keep gridin', keep gettin' checks in
Gotta kill by any means
Enemy next to me
I can't accept
Drive-by-Strophen kicke
Theoretisch wie die Einstein-Rosen-Brücke
Ich bin 'ne Ein-Mann-Armee
Und sie würden alles geben, um mich scheitern zu sehen
Neben mei'm
plapperst mal wieder
Und beschreibst den Gangster wie Knasttätowierer
Bewaffneter Dealer, entführe Metrickz
Ficke deine Mutter heute Syrer-mäßig
Nachdem
Wir sind der Regen über Deutschland, der Sampler, er kommt jetzt
Ich bin zurück, Sonny „Gangster-Beton“ Black
Und dieses Mal sind meine Jungs mit
'nem Gig in deiner City
Ficke dabei deine Mutter Backstage, rolle weg in 'nem straight black Escalade und die Mac sprayt
Niemals bleifrei zum Drive-by
could've been any of the homies that died
Guided by the most high, I am so far from worthless
I survive, I am present with a purpose
If only to make you
a hit dog (hollerin' like a hit dog)
Fuck if you gangster or not, I'm with big slime and they slimin' you out (slatt)
Shit can get ugly for real, you
money mo problems
I pull up wit 61 guys
Wit 61 nines look like Rey Mysterio
My hittas do hits wit no witness
You internet gangsters do hits onna video
Yo
some bang, bang, bang, bang
Magents apparel
You can tell that I'm local by the clothing I wear
My flow caramel
I got the sugar and trust me xamina
Wooh, and don't worry I ain't got no pride
I'm gon' make your bitch go rent a whip from Enterprise
Then I make my nigga do a drive-by
How the fuck they
Take my higher than a gangster or killer
Couldn't stop Seeedsound
You come across Seeed?
I sing to your home like?
Wine?
Everyone knows Seeed is
back in the? down gangster lean (I stay chilling daddy, you dig, ha ha)
This feeling is undeniable
[Verse 1: AZ]
Drama seas, sands so white
Bahamas
label us born to die
But I pistol slap you and two niggas like 3 Stooges
Walk over to the bar and sip on Gin and juice
It's just the gangster in me,
vacation
I've got a spiritual cramp going for my ribs
Those gangsters toting guns
are shooting spikes through my wrist
children using their fingers
when she starts trippin
keep them kilos flippin Dayton's dipin
We can expand by a little land
hand the dope game down to the next man
Buy a little
happy to see me
The Unit, by now you niggas should be used to it
I guess I gotta play the tape back and let you view it
Take these bullets out this K
Ah, yeah
Du weißt bescheid Nutte
Wie es macht, wenn ich Blei spucke
Drive-By Mucke
Es ist Sonny Black, Gangster gehen drauf
Denn für ein paar
Wir sind der Regen über Deutschland, der Sampler - er kommt jetzt
Ich bin zurück, Sonny „Gangster-Beton“ Black
Und dieses Mal sind meine Jungs mit
why his heart full of anger (his heart full of anger)
Can't send the addy to no stranger, that shit put us up in danger, life of a gangster
Try
He's the envy of the town
For every gangster and the clown
He's like a boss starts walking down the street
With ladies by his side
'Cause he
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