歌词

Me and my nigga Spesh epitomize the streets Got a dangerous vibe Too strange to describe, all I can say we share A bond from the pain we survived Too shameful to cry, we ain't gon' stop Till our name's in the sky (nah) Written on that blimp, "the world is ours" Niggas save your replies Not entertained by the fables and lies (never) We prioritize on how to shoot Before I was able to drive (doot doot doot) Four-fives, dracos and knives It's enough shells in еach one of these to feed a tablе of five We able to slide, we waving that five that's saying "goodbye" (bye) Never hired no shooters, had no faith in them guys (nah) This lesson is brief, the smith and wesson I kept in my briefs The smarter you are, praise to allah, that's the less you gon' speak You're resting in peace when I'm wrestling heat I feel extra unique whenever I invest in a death of a leech (let's go) I don't know why they messing with me (why?) Death come in three's like I give treys to leeches like a Mexican tree Confess to police, every question is brief Who's blessing the streets? Run in the church to shoot your momma while dressed as a priest Respect my beliefs or you'll be laying dormant (dormant) Beat your kid in front yo' face (why?) 'Cause you the type to raise informants Play it cautious, nigga, the scars on my face important It takes smarts to win, the rabbit lost when he raced the tortoise Fiends put it in they veins or snort it I'm a weed head, I burn enough trees to create a paper shortage Paid a fortune for the rolex, the diamonds and face is flawless Break the law with various villains willing to take the charges Eight garages filled with the finest foreigns, they finding warrants Threw me in a cell with no bail (damn!) I be out by the morning And I'm known for bringing my fire arm in When you find a barb wire by alarm, that's your final warning Get butterflies when the flight is boarding Hunnid pies in my luggage and some number five Michael Jordan's Listen, we ain't gon' stop until we finish (finish) And we ain't write the book, we just read the words that was in it Yeah, I told niggas look and learn about business I'm important as the hook that fed the worms to the fishes Yeah, they said that we was vicious Especially when our daughters needed presents for their christmas You just end up on our hit list Huh, the moral of the story is to never bet against us (never) This is for my felons in the trenches, let's go (let's go)
Writer(s): Justin Christopher Harrell, Randy Jay Nicholls, Tivon Key Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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