letra de ye$ $ir - ugk david
bullet club 4-4-4-4 life
dj flipp, make that money flip
polo shirt, go watch my wrist
high top vans, my choice for kicks
marc jacobs, my cologne, the sh-t
young chicka, with my hand on her tits (hey!)
c-p-p, y’all know what i claim
aka not on ps game
i reside the south i was raised
just like crew, where my loyalty stays
first things first, you a motherf-cking thot
just like you’re b-tch, she a motherf-cking tot
hatin’ ass n-ggas be talkin’ to opps
broke ass b-tches be snitchin’ to cops!
f-ck boy n-ggas, always startin’ some heat
if the b-tch wanna fight, they’ll get their ass beat
talkin’ all the sh-t, i thought you f-cked with streets
when sh-t goes down, ain’t no helpin’ the leech
i run with thug types, f-ck with all likes
i nеver claimed a gang, but affiliated with thе likes
i’m down for my n-ggas with time to get rowdy
i love my city and surrounding counties
riverside in the house, yes sir, yes sir
new york crips in the house, yes sir, yes sir
murder valley in the house, yes sir, yes sir
ontario now, yes sir, yes sir
corona in this b-tch, yes sir, yes sir
and we don’t know where to walk, yes sir, yes sir
better watch how you talk, yes sir, yes sir
see, the funny thing is
you wanna know why?
because i’m —
i trapped my fools with nothing to lose
you might get busted with the bottle of booze
flex game strong, i can pull you out
legalized pistol i will bust your snout if you cross me
i’ll expose you quick if you cross brew i will cut you b-tch
little tea all in the money comes out
i’m not stuck up my actions speak loud
west side kid with the south side fade
rubber band grip, that’s the new york trade
riverside in the house, yes sir, yes sir
new york crips in the house, yes sir, yes sir
murder valley in the house, yes sir, yes sir
ontario now, yes sir, yes sir
corona in this b-tch, yes sir, yes sir
and we don’t know where to walk, yes sir, yes sir
better watch how you talk, yes sir, yes sir
three tall cans in a ziploc bag
crossfaded and i still don’t laugh
intro same birth name as screw
i chopped up n-ggas, and sloppy just 2
i f-cked the pools and hit the d-mn shower
drunk up, cracking, blacked out the next hour
she be ridin’, scratchin’, pullin’ her hair
me, f-cked up, i couldn’t even care
livin’ for the moment, ‘cuz i’ma die young
never gave chains, but tonight we’re having fun
friends forever made, next time come a little closer
smoked out session, thought i told ya, n-gga
this what happens when you bring back the team
quote me, n-gga, never give up your dream
yeah, b-tch
letras aleatórias
- letra de get your weight off of me - jichael mackson
- letra de beautiful savior - halayna
- letra de fine without - carlo errin
- letra de ten thousand miles - joni mitchell
- letra de pod gilotínou - majster kat
- letra de head over heels - styrofawn
- letra de love chemotherapy - eden andrews
- letra de du liebst nur einmal - erik silvester
- letra de honest lies - 2rl
- letra de garden of bones - kitamerin