letra de six 4 dreams - ramirez
[intro: koopsta knicca]
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
[verse 1]
ay, hop out the ’64, dumpin’ clips, smoking cigarillos
a young latino, knocking b-ss and i’m packing c notes
you know my stilo, sippin’ 40’s wit’ pimps and kinfolks
stepping in the function, with alizé and a brand new nympho
me and them other boys ain’t cut off the same brick
i been, soaked up with game, now motherf-ckers can’t hang with
them neighbors creased up, open mouth them gold teefus’
don’t be bangin’ on my line unless you talkin’ them big bucks
they is sw-ngin’ off the curb my bond is my f-cking word
blood is thicker than water but water quenchin’ in my thirst
i don’t trust in n0body, these streets just getting too cold
as i, stand on my toes, grip on the .44
[chorus: koopsta knicca]
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
[verse 2]
poured out the first sip of my 40 for my dead homies
postin’ and smokin’ inside of the cut i’m by my lonely
stackin’ my paper, mack can come in exotic flavors
don’t got no time for you p-ssy bustas and instigators
i kick my feet up, gucci bag, inside all my heaters
you see the cannon will knock you down and leave you in pieces
the clock is ticking, fingers itching, no room for slipping
play your position, rami came in through with the magician
i live my life like i might die tomorrow
there’s no point of feelin’ sorrow
cause all of my time is borrowed
i been knockin’ on death’s door hoping i can get in
my time’s wasted by drugs and the sh-t i get in
[outro: koopsta knicca]
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
i’m in my cadillac, chillin’ like a fat mack
smokin’ on a fat sack, drinkin’ on a pint of ‘yac
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