letra de the dub - nico del
this ish is serious, my flow is so insidious
that leather interior got patterns curvilinear
when they see the lam, it’s 3-87 grand
yeah it’s that top brand, that aventador is panned
it’s white wit’ no color , that black and white mixes
yo her last name is yours but yet she’s my misses
i steal ya girl quick, i’m like da road runner
i moon walk on the tiled floors robe covered
but when i get high, man it’s only in a plane
and when i get fly, then i’m in that nico lane
i told my close chicks dat dey my bad hoes
i got so much money i am dat rich beaux
the labels is tellin’ us that dis mixtape done blew ’em
we threw a pause at that remark, and it’s these rappers we screwin’
we ain’t onda billboard that’s right above ya head
but i betcha we be dere before da time ya dead
i ain’t playin’ with n-ggas they always talkin’ the crawl
they can’t even walk yet but yet they mouths enthral
make ’em eat dey own food if they keep talkin’ the jib
and because i’m da one that did it got me down for the trib
on occasions i’m dub bound i’m surfin’ the city
you wearin’ out all of ya kicks when you walk in the city
whatchu ain’t got it like that. huh, ya stocks in down
i ain’t givin’ you mine, rob the bank of the town
i spit verse after verse it’s nothing just like da zero
that’s da value of ya bank account but mine is in kilos
got them grams in da glove d da meters in wallet
got them maxed out digits on the papa in pocket
they mention me on the ‘views cause i’m doin’ my part
where the eff is ya credit you ain’t fittin’ the part
nominated for grammys soon to come in my future
when you put out a single it just get called a blooper
i’m doing features for truck loads. eff is you sayin’
i’m just hungry for this ish like everyone in the game
man i’m stylin’ on n-ggas i’m the mut of the year
come against me wanna see ’em pop that finger in airs
yo who is dis bad one, man it’s that dude nico
while i’m flossin’ all my whites yall just da plaque dats on d-low
when i’m drivin’ i’m speedo, yall just some wack tail negros
and my minie wheats they ‘ceited, they suck up ish mosquito
why you all in dey face why you ain’t up in mine
if you got something to say, make sure that’s it’s worth my time
i’m not boastin’ myself makin’ the most of myself
if you had ya own show you’d be applaudin’ ya self
cause you be hostin’ ya own
everyone in ya zone
man ya mess ain’t nothing new
i do it ova the phone
my checks is bigger than precious
my car as dark as her skin
my flow is mean dan her mama
havin’ all dis a sin
all this money i’m blowin’, pause, no s-x imparted
tone i know i’ll be da man when it’s 1-0-6 and parked
when i’m cruisin’ i’m dartin’. while you shop at the market
i’m importin’ white fur for my livin’ room carpet
letras aleatórias
- letra de klassenkrieg - leiurus
- letra de en otra vida - miren
- letra de a promise kept - dzh
- letra de sacrafice - flying fields
- letra de booth (plain jane) - saivwastaken
- letra de a gun - aquakultre & uncle fester
- letra de burza - fruxshawty
- letra de as sure as the sun rises - mimo (singer)
- letra de divino companheiro - paulinho cantor de cristo
- letra de burned - the wellington (indonesia)