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It's bizarre. Uh, uh. Check the track. Double up production. Something like poetry in motion. Motion. Tote guns, I ain't going in floating. Nah, I ain't bloating or boasting. It's like-You say you wavy, I can float On the ocean. Uh? Catch me with my don coasting. Through the strip with the tips slightly open. Open. And you ain't gotta ask what we toking. Why? 'Cause sabre weed is the potion. Had a hard time with the coping. I did. Bad food didn't match the price that Was quoted. Didn't match. So I had to get the dope in. The dope. Now look, they swimming on my ting Like dolphins. How. Get gwot, stop soaking. It's '09, still the rookies need coaching. And when I listen to you rappers, it's revolting. Ah. But on the tracks I'm-I'm-Usain Bolt. I'm missing. And I just beat my personal best. Celebrate with my dons and kick dirt at the Rest. We talking legendary in the personal test. I swore from the death to the birth I Would rep. Oh. never came easy, had to nurture My step. Before you rush the first nut, I Done burst off my sket. Blah, blah, Like I'm hoping the real thugs remember Me. Me. I got friends, so I do this For my enemies. For you. Thinking why still pouring out Hennessy. But it's tradition, yeah, listen, roll up the sessi, G. A toast to life. Life. Roll the dice, nice diamonds, you can still See 'em when you close your eyes. Eyes. And if we roll, then we roll for Life. You know for you I put that work In, no disguise. And if you're ready we can go tonight. Tonight. we'll pay niggas back and we don't even Know the price. The price. Yeah, you know we Still thugging. Thugging. Still mobbing. Mobbing. Still robbing, still shotting. Still trapping, still bussing. One time for my real G's 'cause I love 'em. Uh. Yeah, you know we still thugging. Thugging. Still mobbing. Mobbing. Still robbing, still shotting. Shotting. Still trapping, still bussing. One time for my real G's 'cause I love 'em. You know the motto. What's that? Go hard, we ain't gonna win the lotto. Uh-uh. Little, they ain't tryna stack for tomorrow. Got these dumb goons running 'round with gat that I borrowed. Now. Now they ain't got no strap for tomorrow. Tell them riders come back if they get slapped With a hollow. From the school in the game. Game. Play by the rules. Flossin' your chain, better stay by your tool. If you ain't had no stripes or no ratings In school. Think man are cool but they're snakey And cruel. Cruel. Call me lucky, better pay me In full. On my nickel plate, I make more Waves than a pool. I'm something you will never be. Got heavy bars but I lay them down heavenly. Don't ask where I found it, it was sent To me. Huh? I'm talking 'bout my flow, check The melody. Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-ne. What you say, Yung? I said na-na-na-na-ne. Talking 'bout Yung, do remember me. 'Cause I'm a G, I said I'd do this For my enemies. Uh. Yeah, you know we still thugging. Still mobbing. Mobbing. Still robbing, still shotting. Shotting. Still trapping, still bussing. One time for my real G's 'cause I love 'em. Uh. Yeah, you know we still thugging. Still mobbing. Mobbing. Still robbing, still Shotting. Shotting. Still trapping, still bussing. One time for my real G's 'cause I love 'em
Youngs Teflon — Still
«Still» — Youngs Teflon. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:08. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
