letra de modern day oj - rob tha god
(verse 1)
whipping round a foreign i ain’t talking toyota
racing round your block like i’m at the daytona
what the f-ck you need? what the f-ck do you want?
better come correct i ain’t handing out fronts
pockets stay fat, but i’m always on the run
handing out 8b-lls like a piece of gum
b-tch i am tha god, i was raised by the streets
what you say you want? a mother f-ckin half piece?
(hook)
i don’t sell drugs no more mother f-cker
now i pay the drummer. i ain’t gotta pay the runner
served a couple tours, i ain’t ever whipped a hummer
realest mother f-cker, ever make it out the gutter
i’m a rapper. (rapper)
used to be a trapper. (trapper)
don’t sell drugs now
i’m on a new chapter. (chapter)
on a new page
get the f-ck up out my way. (way)
bout to run the game
like a modern day oj
(verse 2)
i be seeing tails when i’m whipping round my car
they ain’t gon catch me, they ain’t got sh-t on tha god
if i catch a case, you know i’ma beat the charge
get me a shapiro and a johnnie cochran
they gon turn that sh-t to shambles, get my -ss acquitted
ain’t nothing but hearsay, you ain’t even got no witness
tryna lock my -ss away, cause i’m nice with the business
i hang it up baby, this is if i did it
(hook)
i don’t sell drugs no more mother f-cker
now i pay the drummer. i ain’t gotta pay the runner
served a couple tours, i ain’t ever whipped a hummer
realest mother f-cker, ever make it out the gutter
i’m a rapper. (rapper)
used to be a trapper. (trapper)
don’t sell drugs now
i’m on a new chapter. (chapter)
on a new page
get the f-ck up out my way. (way)
bout to run the game
like a modern day oj
(verse 3)
bout to run the game, only playing for the bills
god nice with the flow, yeah, i’m bout to make a k!lling
i don’t sell drugs i’m no longer in the field
pockets on meek, b-tch i’m tryna make a mill
hardest mother f-cker and i still rep my section
still tucking nina for my own protection
either hand with do it, b-tch i’m ambidextrous
god ain’t in the field, he still got the connections
(hook)
i don’t sell drugs no more mother f-cker
now i pay the drummer. i ain’t gotta pay the runner
served a couple tours, i ain’t ever whipped a hummer
realest mother f-cker, ever make it out the gutter
i’m a rapper. (rapper)
used to be a trapper. (trapper)
don’t sell drugs now
i’m on a new chapter. (chapter)
on a new page
get the f-ck up out my way. (way)
bout to run the game
like a modern day oj
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