letra de new york hooligan (free max b) - creative gold
[verse 1: creative gold]
shorty tryna hit the telly up
bring some friends
who don’t give a f-ck
long as they know to roll
& know that they gotta give it up
play your position
swear that that line cl-ssic
running my city
in my prime like patrick
f-ck what they doing
i’m ewing when in the paint
almost forgot
make sure whatever they roll it stank
listen up lil mama in the morning i’m leaving
bust it open
& i give you the d-ck
now we even
hope you know this ain’t
more than eye, or maybe the head
hope you ain’t leaving your man
he the one giving you bread
i’m the one night
pipe on tour
ma you ain’t the only one
i done piped like four
& that’s only in my city
imagine when sh-t really take off
use the number for the numb
then i tell her get lost
hahaha baby don’t blame me for living
at least you got to first hand witness crillz
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