letra de creepin - bic fizzle
[intro]
(ayo, donovan, heat that up)
[chorus]
they say, “how this n-gga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?”
over a hundred shots on the e-way, i gotta make it home
i learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
go ride for your brother when he call you, if it’s right or wrong
wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, “how the f-ck i’m ‘posed to run this sh-t up anyway?”
go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but i know i’ll get the check and cash out on the first day
[verse 1]
f-ck that, i’m thuggin’, i gotta get some money
all the plugs scared to front me, so i gotta hit my cousin
can’t be out here bummin’, my folk dependin’ on mе
nickel bag, twenty bag, any cash mean somеthin’
it’s a drought, i’m runnin’ out, but they trap down the street jumpin’
send my lil’ b-tch in they spot, go peep it out and tell me somethin’
if they got dog look at the camera, blind spot, give me that money
that red dot, look through that scope, now where them pounds at, lil’ buddy?
[chorus]
they say, “how this n-gga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?”
over a hundred shots on the e-way, i gotta make it home
i learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
go ride for your brother when he call you, if it’s right or wrong
wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, “how the f-ck i’m ‘posed to run this sh-t up anyway?”
go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but i know i’ll get the check and cash out on the first day
[verse 2]
baby out the package, door sw-ngin’, i’m stackin’
if them n-ggas catch me lackin’, i deserve whatever happen
pistol packin’, four crackin’, ‘bows stashed in the attic
sticks came automatic, paranoid, i’ll let you have it
take that risk, i know what come with this, nitch, i been a savage
hundred bands, count that sh-t by hand, stuff it under my mattress
wash my hands ’cause i’m a bl–dy man just like charles manson
to that money i be dancin’, when it’s tension, i don’t panic, n-gga
[chorus]
they say, “how this n-gga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?”
over a hundred shots on the e-way, i gotta make it home
i learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
go ride for your brother when he call you, if it’s right or wrong
wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, “how the f-ck i’m ‘posed to run this sh-t up anyway?”
go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but i know i’ll get the check and cash out on the first day
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- letra de life o - 100s
- letra de caruso - diego el cigala
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- letra de wont back down - cha$e coleman
- letra de küss mir den schwanz - k.i.z.