Streets-Blac Youngsta/Yo Gotti/42 Dugg

歌手 : Blac Youngsta / Yo Gotti / 42 Dugg

专辑 : F*ck Everybody 3

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:58

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TXT Streets-Blac Youngsta/Yo Gotti/42 Dugg 文本歌词

Hard Times don't last

Should've seen what I made

We was just laughin

How the f**k you in a grave

Everybody ain't real had to learn that from my brother

Frownin when up so ian smilin when I'm struggling

I been up doing good

Down doing bad

From the same hood forever gonna get my last

I been going through the same ole thangs

Killin over them same gold chains

Ian cried bro since you got killed

Like how the f**k is you not here

Double down

On Meeeee

Watch up come up with that s**tttt

I Swear I still get them beans in

With family like this I don't need friends

They told me if I'm cheer'in that its only me

The streets to cold for a winter breaker you gone need you a coat

The streets to dry in the summer time you gone need you some d**e

D**e

The same n***as talked behind my back say they love me the most

Most

Yeah

Same n***as I'm beef 'in with called them my bro

Bro

Ridin shot gun wit the shotty

Pull up at the store

Store

Ain't no need for a conversation I just want the smoke

Smokeee

Ain't no need for a conversation I just want the smokeeee

Ayyy-ye

Catch that boy in traffic

Semi-automatic

You might call it cali but I call it bali

Big blood s**t

Shot'em in the alley no love s**t

Shot'em a n***a daddy

I'm a gangsta you gotta watch me

N***a trynna b - ig pac me

I'm a real n***a I'll kill narc-si

On a front street can't stop me

Beat my case but the feds dock me

Ian dumb I know them n***as want to take me out

But they can't rock me

I'ma keep applying pressure on you p***y n***as

Cause ya'll can't stop me

Told mama it's alright I'ma be fine

I know god got me

And my b***h she upset ian coming home

She just wanna sock me

Yeah

Lift it up Lift it up Lift up

For my hitters yeahhh

I'ma start a riot

Live it up Live it up Live it up

For my hitters yeahhh

Killers they outside

Live it up Live it up Live it up

For my hitters yeahhh

Don't be surprised

Live it up Live it up Live it up

For my hitters yeahhh

Kick'in with the guys

I been going through the same ole thangs

Killin over them same gold chains

Ian cried since bro you got killed

Like how the f**k is you not here

Double down

On Meeeee

Watch up come up with that cheesseee

I swear I still get them beans in

With family like this I don't need friends

They told me if I'm cheer'in that its only me

Moncler coat cost me 25 hunnit

Choppa got drum on it

Supreme dirt bike cost me 30 sum racks

F**k it my son want it

Gangsta s**t I been on it

I'm a real hustler make it look good don't it

Ion f**k with no broke n***as

Ian dodging no smoke n***a

Whoever want it they can get it

4 hunnit shots make'em feel it

We 4 deep a hunnit shots a piece

A million put up for the bond

Fighting case 'til my n***as free

Three letters

C-M-G

F**k n***a should've knew better

Knew better

This drak hit whoever

We takin smoke to a new level

They like gotti you rich do betta

Do betta

I tried but n***a wouldn't let us

Tried

These p***y's ain't playin they jealous

For real

I can't turn my back on the fellas

Can't

Street n***a cold hearted

I am

I lost my feelings on garland

I did

We was thugging out the partments

We was

North Memphis where it started

Yeah On God