This Wut I Got-Burga

歌手 : Burga
语种 : 英语
时长 : 02:56

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TXT This Wut I Got-Burga 文本歌词

This Wut I Got
作词:Burga
作曲:Burga
演唱:Burga
Pour some liquor
For my n*gg*s
Just to let you know
How much I miss you
I'ma hold it down for the block
Triple white
Maybach on my 2Pac
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
We riding late night
Triple white maybach
On a mission
Walking off at magic city
It's gon' be
An a** and titty night
City light
Now you front and glare
But I don't care
If you crackin' and up
We gon' be all above it there
Make sucker raise up
And make that b*tch raise
Eyebrows
I ain't even gonna mention names
Man
I ain't never been is b*tch made
You small time n*gg*
Welcome to the big league
Homie you passed
Playing tough
No we tenderony
Off a n*gg* quick
And quick to offer testimony
So I stay up about my lonely
They phony I'm blodger dodging
Sophisticated thug life
See a n*gga* mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Pop a bottle
Pour it out
For n*gg*s
Who ain't with me
Get a bankroll
Throw it out
So ignant n*gg*s listening
What haters talking bout'
Trap ni**a f**king with me till the death
I'm the last real n*gg* left
Young hugh hef
Retired nino brown
Graduated into royalty
Oh you don't see no crown
It don't matter still they know it's me
Gangsta gutter poetry
Don't care what you think
My heart pure
I know the lord see
Out this world
Officially in orbit
Full of game lame
*s should absorb it
Adversity endured it
He ain't all gorgeous
Just hope they recognize
A g
When I'm at god's doorstep
Made some bad choices
Of course
But that's only natural
Now how will you react
When the reaper
Is looking at you
Stacked the dough
In my satchel
I'm ballin' my money long
Shine on 'em
While I'm alive
But when I'm gone you can
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Pour some liquor for my n*gg*s
Just to let you know
How much I miss you
I'ma hold it down for the block
Triple white maybach on my 2Pac
Picture me
I still do it for my thug
And my drug dealers
Middle finger
To sadiddy
Who don't f**k with us
Triple felo
Ex con n*gg* got told on
Just came back
On tryna get back on
Ay it wasn't always
'Bout the rap holme
I still pull up
On the street
I used to trap on
It's well known
I went from flipping pans serving
Onto mobbing top
Down in rolls down melrose
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
Picture me mobbing
You f**k my n*gg*
Then I f**k with you yeah
You f**k my n*gg*
Then I f**k with you yeah
Then I am shining
On my whole crew
Yeah
I still would mind them
What they mind me to
You f**k with me
Then I f**k with you
You f**k with me
Then I f**k with you