letra de play my cards - jdot breezy
ay ( hawky)
n-gga, ay ( alex made this beat)
ayy
[chorus]
i′m risin’ up, it was a hit that′s what i brazen for
n-ggas talkin’ out they neck, why they think they gon’ take me though?
pistol wit′ me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor
money steady in, i dish it right back out for war
i play my cards, these n-ggas on me, bang out i ain′t goin’
i bet i hit wit′ thenum five, my aim on i know it
n-ggas be talkin’ like they k!llers, that ain′t what they doin’ (nah)
my defense strong, i hold it down just like i′m checkin’ you in
strat in the face would getcha k!lled so n-gga, choose wise (b-tch)
it either be ate whatchu gon n-gga, survive or die?
what’s in the dark come to light so think before you lie (b-tch)
pressure made them diamonds glitter, hold it down through hard times
been through that pain, been through that rain
but through it all i stayed the same
i ain′t change, if they said i did, then there the ones that′s fake
i was starvin’, and sum n-ggas ate they dinner in my face
i ain′t have my time comin’, i just sat right there n wait
tables turn now n-ggas mad at me (huh)
sneak disses bein′ throwed, p-ssy n-ggas throwin’ jabs at me
thought y′all should know, well b-tch i live action (on god)
these n-ggas livin’ for the hype
won’t get on social media tall wrestlin (boy)
get up whichu pull a pick n roll (yeah)
i swear dem hoes be a distraction, creep up on ya and i get it on
i dumped the clip, to then don′t bang at all
that′s really whatchu call a give n go n-gga, i done sent ya home
i’m risin′ up, it was a hit that’s what i brazen for
n-ggas talkin′ out they neck, why they think they gon’ take me though?
pistol wit′ me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor
money steady in, i dish it right back out for war
i play my cards, these n-ggas on me, bang out i ain’t goin’
i bet i hit wit′ thenum five, my aim on i know
n-ggas be talkin′ like they k!llers, that ain’t what they doin′ (nah)
my defense strong, i hold it down just like i’m checkin′ you in
they like “dot how you be livin’?
b-tch mind ya business (stupid)
cuz that ain′t whatchu gettin’ paid for, y’all ass trippin′ (b-tch)
gon′ be a lotta p-ssy n-ggas wind up f-ckin’ missin′
got sum light hoes be the reason ion f-ck wit’ n-ggas
came up from the gutter, n-gga
big bang roll get doubled, n-gga
started, b-tch i dare you too
yo ass gon′ take a slug with you
where i’m from we love pistols
and they got them drums in ′em
trappin’ for how long? and you still broke
yo ass a bum, n-gga
i’m risin′ up, it was a hit that′s what i brazen for
n-ggas talkin’ out they neck, why they think they gon′ take me though?
pistol wit’ me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor
money steady in, i dish it right back out for war
i play my cards, these n-ggas on me, bang out i ain′t goin’
i bet i hit wit′ thenum five, my aim on i know
[outro]
n-ggas be talkin’ like they k!llers, that ain’t what they doin′ (nah)
my defense strong, i hold it down just like i′m checkin’ you in
b-tch!
letras aleatórias
- letra de koyo - nuz
- letra de pu**y - lil miki
- letra de burn the house down - ajr
- letra de sing biso - ilux
- letra de luces - solagua
- letra de tamasya - klarinet
- letra de tomara - mara maravilha
- letra de ku menunggu - abdul idol
- letra de freak of the week - the boys (r&b group)
- letra de sign out - collateral