a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de ty told me cut out all this singing - mc tree g

[verse 1]
beefin’
n-ggas shoot up n-ggas every weekend
cuz shot, left him on the cement
buzz but i told him it was decent
it bought the price down
i buy ten save a g and
ty told me cut out all the singing
boy you got k!llers all around you
n-gga told me he doubt i was with him
used to buy a hundred, took a whole n-gga’s ceiling
made a lot of f-cking money
lot of n-ggas running with me
i can buy me anything, everything but a kidney
i got cookies i got cakes, 3-5 for the fifty
nine-five did the ditty
05 in my twenties
all kinds are you kidding
all dimes if you mention it (sh-t)
they ain’t told a n-gga i was limitless
all this me coming off the top like them chimineys
imagine if i wrote it down
my sins know i’m going down
i d-mn near die for this money so you sowing doubt
and i can’t [?] i ain’t notice how
i ain’t have shapiro in no oj trial call it twenty thou
he say you won’t hold me down
[?] like kobe brown
summertime coney island you can get whatever
[chorus]
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)

[verse 2]
ten times five times five times fifty
times five i ain’t lying i got high pretty quickly
as long as i’ve been alive i’ve been f-cking with these guys
i got older and realized i ain’t five or a six
used to get that sh-t for eight, give it to gino for 25
on the southside of hte chi i ain’t lying or snitching (nope)
they talk about griselda
n-gga i’m better than whoever (whoever)
i’m about to go to jail for it
don’t you start that rapping sh-t, that acting sh-t (nope)
n-ggas like what happened sh-t, well i got rich
you know how n-ggas say like they got that b-tch
well i got that b-tch (got that b-tch)
got that b-tch and i got her friend, i’m glad i ain’t got that sh-t
this risk i got rich
this risk i got flipped
they tried to stall the six
i got three year sentence they bored as sh-t
n-gga i’m old as sh-t
gangster won’t fall for sh-t
(for real)
rap sh-t aside i always think about my kids
they don’t even know what i is
mason i told him what i did
aj i told him like this
[chorus]
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
i’m sorry (i’m sorry)
baby i’m sorry (i’m sorry)

- mc tree g

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS