Print

Back With A vegence minus the Big pendants till the think my head Big but I got the same coat affendants And rap is like tennis (why) a bunch A back and forth my ratchets my racket That'll back em off, off with a hater Head bury em still breathin six feet In his own burough for no reason now That is freezing I figured I'd put the Coupes up get two trucks with smokey gray and Blue guts a few bucks to get you but juice up Or ride around with the roof up cause if not They snatch you right outta there marks on Ya outer layer I'll lay ya down plus I'm Bout it player I get were I'm goin without A favor without politics tricks a feed pass I need cash with seats fast with me I gotta Eat I am a don with my feat I don't know what Song it is but I have always liked the beat So therfore it's mine or eat, eat my lamborghini Dust niggas is grimey so only in hammers we can Trust till it's a slammer in them cuffs I am legend I make mixtape heaven ya peasent You don't wanna be the 187 ya done I break bread into Some so in the winter I come the swith siders won't work I tell em get em from them your never sick of this Letras de cancionesYour related christmas gift the hating don't get the Chris paper won't get you this my balance is rediculous These old niggas frivolous you can't be serious they all On they periods might as well make them bleed all over They tight clothing I pop shit metal despite logan a whole Lyric explosin they can play the club all the time nobody Knows him but me on the other hand 3 to 7 lawsuits are open I'm Smoking nigga New York city ain't joking my flow Poten stronger then a pure block warlock attitude like I'm the one your not 1964 drop 1982 boy 2009 style you Outta the blind now well the best what over my gold casket Fatherless child bastard if there is a requirment test Then I've past it with flying colors flying spurring damn near All rim no rubber I'm in take cover I been where many won't go You won't blow tour the world and going back also middle Finger popo they punks behind a badge watch ya back don't Eat cheese chunks I'm not a rat keep pumps and nines packed Or get line backed flat line, line em up we balling in diamond Up I'm all in and out a slut nigga get your dollars up ya proud Of what nigga ya pouted up! From Letras Mania