letra de night city - ryder spot
[intro: ?]
too many teenagers, [?] a week
but i see [?] suppeared for those of us who don’t need drugs to feel good, or understand ourself, i get real [?]
[verse 1: blackout]
learned the roles from my folks, on and off the corner, ho
plannin’ while i’m stackin’, later on for them flashy clothes
choppin’ down my rocks for cown, grab my indo and my tone
momma she be worried all the-
sweatin’ that thang, in for a stang, watch that big black glock-oh thang
aimin’ for your f-ckin’ brain, too f-cked up for losses, mane
chevy-thang, i’m chillin’ with slim, stash my dope up under my brim
sippin’ alizé, bumpin’, pimpin’ but i’m watchin’ him
new-ass faces on the track, what’s up with that sh-t like that?
who the f-ck is you? get out my face, ‘fore you get smacked
that’s the reason why so many at the pen’ on 2-0-1
all up in a player business, spreadin’ about a real one
sweatin’ that thang, in for a stang, watch that big black glock-oh thang
aimin’ for your f-ckin’ brain, too f-cked up for losses, mane
chevy-thang, i’m chillin’ with slim, stash my dope up under my brim
sippin’ alizé, bumpin’, pimpin’ but i’m watchin’ him
new-ass faces on the track, what’s up with that sh-t like that?
who the f-ck is you? get out my face, ‘fore you get smacked
that’s the reason why so many at the pen’ on 2-0-1
all up in a player business, spreadin’ about a real one
[instrumental break]
[verse 2: blackout]
learned the roles from my folks, on and off the corner, ho
plannin’ while i’m stackin’, later on for them flashy clothes
choppin’ down my rocks for cown, grab my indo and my tone
momma she be worried all the-
sweatin’ that thang, in for a stang, watch that big black glock-oh thang
aimin’ for your f-ckin’ brain, too f-cked up for losses, mane
chevy-thang, i’m chillin’ with slim, stash my dope up under my brim
sippin’ alizé, bumpin’, pimpin’ but i’m watchin’ him
new-ass faces on the track, what’s up with that sh-t like that?
who the f-ck is you? get out my face, ‘fore you get smacked
that’s the reason why so many at the pen’ on 2-0-1
all up in a player business, spreadin’ about a real one
sweatin’ that thang, in for a stang, watch that big black glock-oh thang
aimin’ for your f-ckin’ brain, too f-cked up for losses, mane
chevy-thang, i’m chillin’ with slim, stash my dope up under my brim
sippin’ alizé, bumpin’, pimpin’ but i’m watchin’ him
new-ass faces on the track, what’s up with that sh-t like that?
who the f-ck is you? get out my face, ‘fore you get smacked
that’s the reason why so many at the pen’ on 2-0-1
all up in a player business, spreadin’ about a real one
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