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Same N***a
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Same N***a은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 4월 16일일에 TF Entertainment / EMPIRE에서 발매되었습니다.Zai Chari
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앨범Zai Chari
발매일2019년 4월 16일
라벨TF Entertainment / EMPIRE
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Young Chopper (ha, ha)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy)
Ayy, check it out, ****
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-
Money keep pilin', this shit ain't stoppin'
These bitch **** plottin', got you loadin' choppers
Don't trip, my ****
I was that same **** (still that **** too, though), I know
I was that same ****, yeah, ayy, ayy
You ready for static, you totin' that 'matic
Got bows in the attic, so shit can get tragic
I know, my ****, I was that same **** (uh-huh)
Yeah, I was that same **** (that same ****), ayy, ayy, ayy
The feds want you and your whole crew, don't know what to do
They callin' on you, shit sick as the flu
I was that same **** (yeah), I know
I was that same ****, ayy, ayy, ayy
If they touch you, them **** through
Get sacks like Suh, we pick out suits, don't ask, just shoot
I'm still that same ****, I know
I'm still that same ****, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Man, I grew up in straight public housing
And wasn't shit about us spoiled but our milk probably
Remember White Mack from Tuxedo damn near shot me
Got in a shootout on his porch, and I was right there watchin'
Was in the streets, you was just by 'em like the fire hydrant
Rest in peace Six, you had me listenin' to Ron Isley
Still the same, ain't nothin' changed but the zip codes, auntie
**** hatin', I'm makin' sure I load the chopper properly
This shit 'bout green, money, fetti, ****, spinach, broccoli
Bro in the A, got his bitch all into Fame and Follies
Icy as shit, hoes slidin' like they playin' hockey
If you weren't here before the fans came, don't come around me
Let 'em know, keep it gangster solid, that thing with tape around it
That gang, we don't play about it, ain't shit you can say about it
My **** gon' lay about it, no if, ands, buts, in-betweens
Hop out and spray it, partner, headshot, he gon' need the doctor
Ayy, slow the car down, I'ma get out and do a drive-by shootin'
Pull the bitch out with the titties on it like came straight from Hooters
Should've got full rides but re-ride with a squad full of shooters
It's bad if you hidin', now we mad and aimin' at medullas
Danny Glover, bitch, we lethal, all my stripes like Adidas
Better yet, bitch, the beagles, shittin' on 'em like a seagull
Unc', he used to drive the Regal, and I used to want to be him
'Til I seen a **** beat him, see you wouldn't want to be you, money
Money keep pilin', this shit ain't stoppin'
These bitch **** plottin', got you loadin' choppers
Don't trip, my ****, I was that same ****, I know
I was that same ****, yeah, ayy, ayy
You ready for static, you totin' that 'matic
Got bows in the attic, so shit can get tragic
I know, my ****, I was that same ****
Yeah, I was that same ****, ayy, ayy, ayy
The feds want you and your whole crew, don't know what to do
They callin' on you, shit sick as the flu
I was that same ****, I know
I was that same ****, ayy, ayy, ayy
If they touch you, them **** through
Get sacks like Suh, we pick out suits, don't ask, just shoot
I'm still that same ****, I know
I'm still that same ****, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Written by: Dontrell Fields, Richard Riggins
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