letra de the real sheesh - full trip
(its trip)
(twano got the recipe)
d-mn
i pray i make it straight
the streets hotter than a b-tch
let me find some shade
i just charged
4 for a zip
but it had no shake
i showed love with the nugs
it was over weight
n-ggas talking sheesh
you a little late
i was trapping out the gym
who push heavy weight
i hit the atm
i love when it go (beep)
i met the plug on the side of the ( beep )
i ain’t seen her in a minute
she glowed up nice
i had some tec
i bought for less
and i chopped it nice
when my n-gga servеd in feds
he smoked on spicе
i just served a qp
at west dixie light
b-tch tried to line me
swear to god
imma shoot her face
n-gga try to k!ll me
first class
send him straight away
baby i got drums like a band
no 808
if you a outta town
i got gas
and a better price
i got a plug
for some blow
and it look like rice
that n-gga ain’t yo plug
he don’t drop that price
baby i got henny
i got rosè
what u like
i washed a addy down
with wings
i’m taking flight
i wear a tie when i’m in court
i clean up nice
n-gga i don’t even tax
i’m wesley snipes
50 round drum
i’m in my city
come get up with me
3.5 each wood
i’m a f-ckin chimney
n-ggas always talk a lotta sh-t
when i come they jimney
i hit the street
i push a pack
with my rolly on
rich s-x
imma f-ck her
with my chains on
trapping at the station
seen crackheads
and tampons
this a glock mini
it get bigger with the drum in it
dump wit it
baby share the p-ssy
i’m juss tryna have some fun with it
b-tch you kno i’m wit it
i’m a young not a dumb n-gga
spin around the block 80 shots
till i’m done wit it
i juss bought a gun for 20$
it had 20 bodies
b-tch i’m really from the north
i get h-lla rowdy
i juss came to chill
imma try to f-ck another day
hatin on the kid but
imma shine on em anyway
yea sh-t dropped
clean the plat
n-gga replay
really the field
but i ain’t never
play no ea
shouts out rich homie jon
that’s a dj
smokin on some cookie
she gon buss it make it cream
i really love to read
i got plenty magazines
oooo baby make it shake
bright skin brown skin
i’ll do any race
n-gga this a marathon
never been a race
god got me stop playin
i beat every case
field n-gga
i get sweaty with these chains on
my location secret
everything in here illegal
pull up in a beemer
matte blacker then a beetle
head game sick
p-ssy hotter then a fever
one thing i can’t
f-ck around with diva
2 my phone be off the hook
i need a beeper
i be rockin gucci
bumping gucci out the speaker
shoe plug only 220 for my sneaker
letras aleatórias
- letra de sconosciuti - shadaloo
- letra de nowhere else to go - ivor thomas
- letra de soul 4 sale - xtick man
- letra de lalaland - svudvde
- letra de eurolove - smokemud, arush
- letra de gardens of wonderland - meowgical rosie
- letra de when i with u - eartrunkk
- letra de missionary - realrichizzo
- letra de keep on chillin (with younger johnny) - johnny sebastian
- letra de wegen liebe - 9inebro