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Pull up you I won't let go first. TR on the track. Yeah. Tell the plug serve up an O-bird. You tryna get it, then you gotta hit the Road first. Yeah. Fuckboy, do your own work. You tryna run up on me like I won't Let go first. I'm a real street nigga, All I know is do die and getting money. Yeah. Since we let these niggas in the game, All I know shit started getting funny. Yeah. I know they hate the way I flex, They don't know I was a broke lil' youngin. Yo. I was eating breakfast for dinner, I ain't care, was filling up my stomach. Yeah. Still here, I'm the last one left, The old 'nam know how a nigga coming. Yeah. I was sliding four-man deep and every nigga In the car got a something, nigga know I Ain't bluffing. I ain't never told a lie in These raps. I got niggas in the bing I Need back. I got cocaine that I need wrapped. Hella enemies that I need whacked. What's the price for a drop, buddy? Yeah, bet you I could get for the low. Bet you I can get them niggas sent to Your home. She ain't wanna holla but her friend Wanna know like. Tell the plug serve up an O-bird. You tryna get it, then you gotta hit The road first. Yeah. Fuckboy, do your own work. You tryna run up on me like I won't Let go first. I'm a real street nigga, All I know is do die and getting money. Yeah. Since we let these niggas in the game, all I know shit started getting funny. Yeah. Ain't too many niggas like me still around Just to tell you the story. Yeah. Knife work, gunplay, if I'm being honest, Shit got gory. Yeah. Young nigga full of guts, how the fuck niggas Think I saw glory? Yeah. I keep it trill with the youngins in the Come-up and all the OGs from before me. Streets should've warned me. But I done ticked every box. Broke it down and licked every shot. Built a something out and ripped up a block. Talk to the Jakes, nah, gang, I think not. Better yet, famman know so. If it ain't no comma, it's a no-no. I'm from where they call it no-go. I ain't a breath of fresh air, I'm the Old smoke. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Now you talk that gangster shit to them. Feel me, bae That shit jugg. Man it buzz. You already know, SOR, Pecknarm. Tell the plug serve up an O-bird. You tryna get it, then you gotta hit the Road first. Yeah. Fuckboy, do your own work. You tryna run up on me like I won't Let go first. I'm a real street nigga, All I know is do die and getting money. Yeah. Since we let these niggas in the game, All I know shit started getting funny. Yeah.
Tiny Boost — Whole Bird
«Whole Bird» — Tiny Boost. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:38. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
