letra de serious - zelooperz & quadie diesel
[verse 1: zelooperz]
relocate, duplicate, multiply, now they owe me one
i cut these n-ggas’ thumbs off, re sold they nubs
get to ass clappin’ like a loaded gun
she blew her brains out, now it got him startin’ the song
she like the sand and the sun, tan marks and thong
i make her beg on her knees, she learned right from wrong
i ain’t wanna turn the windshield wipers on
but the pain went through, helped me write the song
[verse 2: quadie diesel]
boxin’ in amero, i get shadows in my chest
i came up off nothin’ left, i pick my brain, i found the best
i know the greens was hard to press, i god i mean and caught my breath and copped a thousand
then a thousand, ‘nother thousand
five thousand
and then my man had did some snake sh-t, boy, i really respect it
i would’ve gave it to you, you just had to give me a second
but i forgive for the record, you know i give ’til i’m nothin’
these days i’m feelin’ more selfish so i be givin’ out
vibes that i don’t feel
give a f-ck about who will k!ll, won’t k!ll
still gettin’ drunk still
still do it for the n-ggas who pump pills and love drills
still for n-ggas who gettin’ money with tough sk!lls
cheesin’ like bust grills
[verse 3: zelooperz]
it’s 2:30 at the bus stop but the sun out
he hung out for the cash route, instilled in him young boys
talkin’ like he got his lungs out
the pie wasn’t good and that b-tch gettin’ shut down
you ain’t got no weed, hit the popo, tell you stomp it out
pull inside the crib, i’m in the front yard on my bed like trapper lean
pull out drugs forget and then to me
[?] f-ck up all degrees
[verse 4: quadie diesel]
say he wanna smoke, i got more fiend and i got dope
that’s two different dopers, [?], no coke, you lost, dumb n-gga had woke
every time i spoke, i don’t talk broke, i’ma keep comin’ back like a facebook post
[?] out, n-gga, i ain’t never needed scope
[?], ar with the scope
politic right now, ar with the scope
so you n-ggas can’t feel me ’cause your arms like a ghost
bust down out of town, most y’all to the moon
don’t [?] fettucine parmesan with the toast
[verse 5: zelooperz]
i’ve been poppin’ for second, your money money my messy ho
that’s [?], go grab some haters and let it blow
i see some fiends hittin’ needious, i store pain, it’s immediate
h-ll serious, play serious
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