letra de religion / holy - mani coolin'
religion:
[verse]
i can tell you ’bout this life, you wouldn’t know how to live it though
point you to the right spot, you still wouldn’t get it though
too many road blocks, every corner “where you from?”
g-ngb-ng sh-t, never dying n-gga, where i’m from
plus you got the drug dealers, then you got the n-ggas hitting jugs and the thug n-ggas
the hoes that set you up, if i was you, sh-t, i wouldn’t even f-ck ’em
rap sh-t get the groupies and you ain’t from l.a. if you never ate at lucies
talking sh-t, n-gga that’ll get you two pieced
so forget about that night we took a ride in that hooptie
almost died in that hooptie, it was a buick
me, sonny, and three b-tches
a benz pulled up, window rolled down, it was three n-ggas trippin’
pulled they guns out on adams and crenshaw
ain’t none of us strapped, it’s about to get raw
dog, i put a foot on the gas, made a right on tenth ave
i think they made a right on seventh
they was chasing us down the back street knowing d-mn well we need to get off this back street
so we back on the main street, them n-ggas still behind us
feelin’ like we doing a hundred
right before this, we was just getting blunted
right before this, i was just in the house
i knew it, should’ve stayed on the couch, but f-ck it
this is what i’m doing now
oh, it get way crazier, johnny’s pulled out from the cut two blocks ahead
them n-ggas saved our life, but i don’t f-ck with feds
them n-ggas stopped chasing us, then they bust at you instead
cops ain’t even know we was getting chased, we over, it’s night
take us to the homies place
[interlude]
you f-cked that lil’ b-tch yet?
man, h-ll no i ain’t f-ck that b-tch
man f-ck that b-tch, i need some dough n-gga. this ol’ b-tch as n-gga owe me some money, on me i need that sh-t fast
who n-gga?
that duck -ss n-gga ronald
oh sh-t, don’t say that n-gga, man that n-gga owe me money too
n-gga, i bet n-gga. if i see that n-gga, i swear, man
sh-t n-gga you already know i got that thang, we can pull up on a n-gga
what thing you got?
holy:
[intro]
too much weed
500 thousand dollars worth in my system
[verse]
you don’t roll them backwoods right
that’s why you still smoking swishers
i been smoking all night with some b-tches and my n-ggas
i ain’t tryna flop right now, i got way more time to go
only know me for the music, other rappers doing jokes, comic store
instagram flexin’ tryna get some b-tches
now you trippin’, just got a check off a f-ckin’ feature
oh, i’m on topic
oh, i’m on top now, at least at the bottom
f-cking out my city, they got me
i be out obviously that n-gga that you oughtta see
all about a [?], when i get some dollars more
when i stack them commas more, mcdonalds, nada, that’s no more
when i got hoes galore, to the point where i want no more
my life complete
[hook]
i been in these streets for two long
money too long, kush too strong, my life too on
(swear this sh-t get easier and easier, n-gga)
i been in these streets for two long
money too long, kush too strong, my life too on
i been in these streets for two long
money too long, kush too strong, my life too on
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