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Locksmith
6 301
Hip-Hop/Rap
Locksmith est sorti le 7 juin 2019 par 300 Entertainment dans le cadre de l'album Scriptures
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Date de sortie7 juin 2019
Label300 Entertainment
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM82

Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Angela Lopez
Angela Lopez
Paroles/Composition
Luis Federico Vindver
Luis Federico Vindver
Paroles/Composition
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Angel López
Angel López
Production
Federico Vindver
Federico Vindver
Production
Timbaland
Timbaland
Production

Paroles

[Verse 1]
I'm a locksmith, but I only got the keys to the streets
[Verse 2]
You don't belong in the field, hit them bleachers
Blow the nerves out his brain, 'cause a seizure
But you know we shoot to kill, you better squeeze first
Bitch, you know it's gang gang when you see us
Ain't gotta ask me what I claim, it's on my neck, bitch, you see it
**** men and women all at once, they Madea
What's the difference from a G63 and a 550?
Told that boy a hundred thousand, huh, cocksucker, beat it
Who told you, you could claim these streets? I never let you pussies in
****, you're not from my city, please take off them Carti lens
Free my mama, **** tellin', she ain't fold, break, or bend
You can't run 'round in these streets 'less I gave you a permission slip
[Verse 3]
'Cause ****, I'm the locksmith (With the keys to the streets)
****, I'm the locksmith (With the keys to the streets)
I'm a neighbor locksmith (With the keys to the streets)
[Verse 4]
They say, "Grizzley, why you singin'?" I'm like, "Bitch get off my dick"
Lotta **** out here hatin', they gon' get shot in they s****
Stole bikes, broke in houses, sold guns without the clip
Went to see bitches without no whip
Robbed **** with no mask (Robbed **** with no mask)
Went to the mall without no cash (Went to the mall without no cash)
Stand in the trap without no bag (Stand in the trap without no bag)
Bro, I'm like you can't ride if you ain't got gas (You ain't got gas)
[Verse 5]
That shit turned me to a locksmith (****, I'm the locksmith)
But I only got the keys to the streets
I'm the neighborhood locksmith (Neighborhood locksmith)
But I only got the keys to the streets (Keys to the streets)
[Verse 6]
And I'm a big timer, timer
Like 40 water
And I pray for these diamonds
That's holy water
I'm a big timer, timer
Like 40 water
And I pray for these diamonds
That's holy water
Written by: Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
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