Tim Vocals

Nyc
Fuck it I don’t care My connect just got a felony Aw fuck him I don’t care ‘Cause I treat them niggas like a spare Plus he got it for 33 It sound like music to my ears I thought of all the money he could save me I call him up said “I need a big eighth” Razor blades all up in my plate I’m a go break it all down then call him back up later this afternoon Whip that up then let it dry off Whip that up then let it dry off Whip that up then let it dry off Bag it up But what more can I say? With drugs out in NYC I don’t worry too much, ‘cause I’m moving them drugs out in NYC Hold up, hold up NYC I don’t worry too much, ‘cause I’m moving all them drugs But fuck it I don’t care My connect is on the hunt for me Aw fuck it I don’t care Because he know I’m doopy, yeah Letras de cancionesFresh out the penitentiary Looking like a millionaire Plus he said he still got it He hit my jack but I don’t answer ‘Cause I know where to get the raw Yes I know where to get it raw Whip that up Whip that up now let it dry off Whip that up now let it dry off Whip that up then let it dry off Then go bag it up, hey! But what more can I say? With drugs out in NYC I don’t worry too much, ‘cause I’m moving them drugs out in NYC Hold Up, Hold Up NYC I don’t worry too much, ‘cause I’m moving all the drugs Fuck it I don’t care Fuck it I don’t care Fuck it I don’t care Felony What more can I say? Drugs out in NYC I don’t worry too much, ‘cause I’m moving them drugs Fuck it I don’t care From Letras Mania