Текст песни
Check. Uh-huh. One two, two, check. We rock it like this, Yeah? It's the 016. Listen. We stay on top of the streets. Every trill nigga in my hood fucking with me. And in my borough, all my brothers stay dodging Police. Can't teach you how to dougie, But my doggy got beef. Uh. The YGs stay popping the heat. Pagan yats having kids, the baby mothers got beat. Mad. Me, I stay puffing my chief. Furthermore, right now I'm zoning off that H-A-E. I'm with my nigga Little Z in the back Of the pee. Check. Jets and Tekkers used locally. But I just got a little text on my Cellular read, "How you been in JS, Keisha? Ain't you checking for me?" That's my little side chick, and yeah, she bad With the braining. But I don't see her that Much because she chat to some pagans. The F that, I was saying I'm from the Manor where guns is getting pissed in back of The stations. Yeah. Ratchet on deck, finger scratching on patients. Shoot. I came to grab the belt right after The weighing. Stunny's in my face, I'm saying. Don't get your head top lighted up like a Saying. What they say, yo? You get it how we live where I'm staying. Uh. It's kind of mad if you ain't picture Me praying. This ain't no park for little kids To be playing in. Uh-uh. Teeth in the sandpit, leave a river of raining. Listen. We stay on top of the streets. Uh, uh. Every trill nigga in my hood fucking With me. And in my borough, all my brothers Stay dodging police. Can't teach you how to dougie, but my doggy Got beef. Say, yo. I'm the Stunny, put the mend on the ball. Wow, uh. Jimmy Faraway, if you ain't friend, Then you foe. Jimmy. The beefing had us broke, so we invested in Coke. I was blinking Marilyn in Marilyn Monroe. He got it, he Out there where the cannibal Lurk. I had a bag of hot T-shirts, But my denim was coke. And I was froze. Headshot city, it's the Cannibal Show. Just one below the air, we're having Bambi Knees toes, whoa. We lost a lot of good men to the Roads. Some of my peeps got firearms, Yeah, weapons in coats. Arm like a Lego arm, chin, neck, And the nose. Pipeline mechanics, Menace, black, red, or a foe, you know? We stay on top of the streets. Wow, uh. Every trill nigga in my hood fucking With me. And my borough, all my brothers stay Dodging police. Can't teach you how to dougie, but my doggy Got beef.
Youngs Teflon — Da Trill
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