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In primo piano

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Razah
Razah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Atozzio Town
Atozzio Town
Songwriter
Ryotaro Hidaka
Ryotaro Hidaka
Songwriter
Ryuji Miyazaki
Ryuji Miyazaki
Songwriter
Shinichi Onuki
Shinichi Onuki
Songwriter
Martell Nelson
Martell Nelson
Songwriter
LIONEL PICKENS
LIONEL PICKENS
Songwriter

Testi

If she ain't fucking, she got to go Tell her, 'don't waste my time' Police want to stop me, search my clothes Tell 'em, 'don't waste my time' If it ain't money, I ain't involved Tell 'em, 'don't waste my time' Wasteman waffling down my phone Tell 'em, don't waste my time (nah nah nah) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (kaboom) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (oh yea) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (na) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (nah nah nah) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (kaboom) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (behave) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (da) Tell 'em, don't waste my time (nah nah nah) Pray to The Lord nigga In this cold world I'm a born sinner We pour liquor Girl come Hova, it's all Jigga Chicks wanna holla Can't be my baby mama Cos I don't need that drama Unless she Rihanna When Chip features on a verse Pay attention to every word I'm sick and I'll spread these germs Fucking turn up till there's nowhere to turn Put the weed in me, I'm a grinder Got my spliff but I can't find my lighter Tell an A&R you don't believe in me Well, I don't believe in you either (dead) Bitches don't waste my time Even when they on their reds Man I call that playing for the Gunners I'll be shooting in your mouth instead Look, I hope my mum don't hear this verse Why are you raving with your empty purse? See I told Konan I was feeling the original I had to put the remix in the dirt Pretty girl on my left Pretty girl on my right South side of that river Tell 'em, don't waste my time (kaboom) Troubz rolled up and he's buzzing Screaming out "If they ain't with us then fuck 'em" Excuse my French, I ain't worried bout nothin' What? Nigga, I ain't worried bout nothin', haaan Nigga, I ain't worried bout nothin', haaan Fuck you, I got a good lawyer Gold chain, golden boy, French de la Hoya Cocaine, no brain when I pull the toy up Rope chains, made millions off the dope game Man shooters they shoot, they don't talk Killa, don't waste my time If that watch don't cost about 50 Jeweller don't waste my time She said you gonna be my big daddy Tell her don't waste my time, don't hit my line Bitch I'm lying Make a couple mill every deal I sign Came from the bottom, now my niggas all shining We gon' hide the body where nobody gon' find him Sign Illuminati for 'gatti and a island When them Coke Boys run up on you, you go hiding From 2-6, I been in here Next year, I'll be a millionaire Don't phone me for shit unless you phone me for dick Then I ask for the pussy and I'll stick it there Yeah, I got a foul mouth A foul car and a foul house A red card get you pow pow Running out of words every second is a countdown Rest in peace my nigga from the Fast and the Furious Life's too short so I spend it with dividends Buy a new car, I'm in the race with the Lewis' Took over my area, I do what the Jewish did Say I'm Illuminati but I'm more like illuminate Laminated but you're fascinated, daily duppy rated Tell her, don't waste my time Swallow my kids don't waste my life (kaboom) If they order anything less than a brick Nigga don't waste my time These hoes ain't fucking me and all my niggas Tell her, 'don't waste my time' Nigga they don't want 20 seconds on the clock Tell 'em, don't waste my time Heard a couple niggas scheming on my watch Fuck nigga wanna waste my time Couple hundred missin out your pocket in the morning Nigga need to check that bitch, she lying Label try school me, I'm already on fire Tell 'em, don't waste my time Left wit your bitch right in front of your face Fuck with no rats, I don't fuck with no jake On that but shackled they said sent you upstate Snitches in your building caught the murder on tape Can I get a moment of silence? Yeah, grew up on the GB blocks I was ducking them sirens, nah You can't tell me about violence Can't tell me about dope Tell me about whips, I was driving the finest Ask thots, I had a strap in the whip Armed boydem behind us I woke up the dead I woke up the dead, yeah Used to have a brick in my lab and a big .44 in the shed (shottas) Dirty man to the feds Couple man wanted me dead I'm still here, fuck them niggas You heard what I said Don't waste my time
Writer(s): Ryuji Miyazaki, Ryotaro Hidaka, Martell St Llyod Nelson, Seongchang Park, Atozzio Town Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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