letra de election day - y&t juvy
the rich way
reno
[hook]
tellem dig brody nem up wit his bum ahh
they know we gone empty them clips till my gun jam
i go by luh walka but still trynna run down
we spin back to back tit for tat like a gun hound
he say he won’t smoke i got 50 x 3 rounds
big 762 that’ll blow the whole 3 down
my n-ggas on go they gone suit up at sun down
take over yo block we evicting the compound
them n-ggas ain’t with it they cappin for insta and twitter whenever i catch ‘em they swishers
don’t go back and forth wit you n-ggas we stay in the trenches post up inna middle of jenkins
we thuggin like morty and rick got got my foot onna gas double back we gone leave n-ggas traumatized
we out the bushes in camouflage
if we hit yo block on my mama it’s gone be a homicide
[verse]
fucc n-gga sleep better wake up
you flexin a pistol instead get ya cake up
when i’m innat field double me better play up
you want me to sign tell da label to pay up
i need bout 6 figures and that’s for a lay up
this choppa hibachi can’t put my lil k up
we don’t kno yu n-ggas so go put det steak up
cuz beefin wit me have us aiming for waist up
so tell em to stay up lil walka too playa
she sucking my d-ck turn a dime to a waiter
ha face a lil canvas so f-ck it i paint her
deez n-ggas on d-ck ever since i done came up
no 808 cappin this 308 str8 up
nd im frm east texas were we dont give a f-ck
hold on wait up , cuz i’m on my way up
go play where it’s safe over her you get ate up
i’m high den a bird onnat wood like a parrot
f-ck aiming at children i shoot at the parents
he ducking from me know these 223s scary
don’t chatter wit n-ggas you lil n-ggas perry
my choppa lil stocky i’m livin like larry
more cheese then a dairy
my diamonds canary
dis 40 i carry
deez 20s we married
turn n-ggas to dust send him up wit the fairies
tellem dig brody nem up wit his bum ahh
they know we gone empty them clips till my gun jam
i go by luh walka but still trynna run down
we spin back to back tit for tat like a gun hound
he say he won’t smoke i got 50 x 3 rounds
big 762 that’ll blow the whole 3 down
my n-ggas on go they gone suit up at sun down
take over yo block we evicting the compound
[hook]
them n-ggas ain’t with it they cappin for insta and twitter whenever i catch ‘em they swishers
don’t go back and forth wit you n-ggas we stay in the trenches post up inna middle of jenkins
we thuggin like morty and rick got got my foot onna gas double back we gone leave n-ggas traumatized
we out the bushes in camouflage
if we hit yo block on my mama it’s gone be a homicide
letras aleatórias
- lil wayne › letra de clear the scene - lil wayne
- jake us › letra de too late - jake (us)
- smacktown › letra de pure evil - smacktown
- above › letra de can't sleep - original mix - above
- d j rogers › letra de love brought me back - d.j. rogers
- young diamond › letra de make up and break up - young diamond
- petey pablo › letra de gotta gun in da car - petey pablo
- divine sounds › letra de what people do for money - divine sounds
- lor du commun › letra de le chill - l'or du commun
- chino grande › letra de callin' my name - chino grande