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Артист: Sadat XНазвание : The State of New York vs. Derek MurphyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap new york east coast rap hip hop Видео:
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Bling bling Dat [Hook] When I feel like I`m fallin` the fuck down And just for the fuck of it wanna let off a round What, cock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *] Cock it back, cock it back click [* Gun cocking *] When I feel like the world is pay I wake up one morning be like ya fuckin` me today Cock it back nigga [* Gun cocking *] cock it back Cock it back click [* Gun cocking *] cock it back [* Gun cocking *] [Verse 1] When I`m dead save my bones Take DNA and make clones Award, afford me luxury in my old age After these years I should be slidin` on the gold stage Missed the blades fifty, they left a nigga off the whole page Fifty motherfuckers that was better than me [* Gun cocking *] That mean fifty motherfuckers was boiling hot [* Gun cocking *] That`s a lot, I can see that, that`s a plot Y`all bring y`all best five to the game And I`m gonna do the same [* Gun cocking *] And if y`all win I`m burst from the same way I came The great Dat alligned with a bo-day of Arabs They said don`t fly black, yo just play cabs Y`all happy y`all had a good day, y`all niggas slave slabs Y`all niggas got money then huh y`all niggas get paid tabs Save my mic in a steel case for when they blast this place And I can still be a hero to my race Y`all know I can`t change my face That`s why I only move with pros Who move that eighty long money when the bright sunshine And the streets was kind but we can`t rewind I want that new money, tight fittin` jewel money Mine`s on tour, so I can take no more So y`all niggas better knock it off [Hook] [Verse 2] Blame my check bein` late for this rage Blame child support for makin` me beats on the mailman I got a new whip but is fucked up as my old van Nigga crash my whip, you seen em` hit em` cause he was an old man [* Gun cocking *] I gotta cold hand these days and no heart You believe in that bullshit baby please don`t start [* Gun cocking *] Cock it once and it means no stress House cleaned and you fumed into my favorite dress [* Gun cocking *] You say I feelin` best, hey broad don`t gas me And don`t ever take no money outta my pockets, yo just ask me See me down the block drinkin` Bud with the Mexicans Speakin` broken Spanish, I know a lil` I manage [Hook] [Verse 3] I`m about to leave New York I can`t stay The way shit is goin` I might have to get away All day tryin` to hit me with prices I can`t pay Niggas bust the guns, got to duck and stray Is the block clear, nah y`all can` rock here With the 12, 12, 38, and 58, 58 [* Gun cocking *] If we don`t get it done here we gon` take it outta state Burn something in the air, let the room be few [* Gun cocking *] My broads gon` give a show cause I told em` so Cause they holdin` dough, while y`all niggas movin` slow Oh y`all ain`t know, this is my every day flow [* Gun cocking *] [Hook] | Похожие исполнители:
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