Текст песни
R-I-P. Yo, Yo. My pocket a socket, where the plug at? Niggas snitching on the low, rugrats, cut crack. Some sniff the blow out a slug cap. Where the love lack? The heat on, you better Cold clap. You not real, you force it, Get your jaw tapped. My nigga Must still going From the core craft. Nothing good lasting, That's all facts. Snapple. But I need a W-2 so everything taxed. When you relax, you get lapped. Then your brag got a casual look, nigga, It slack. This stick is a staff, don't let It split in half. Nothing soft about beef, Don't be a calf. Take shots, better be able To pay the tab. When I spit it, make The women adore it like a lab. Smoke loud in the cut, you can smell through The scab. Niggas writing them checks that they hands Can't cash. beat up and done like RuPaul getting Dragged. Hey, yo, fill your cups, get a couple Of beers. Get up in the shorty ear, let Her know that you're here. Forget security, spark, Put the smoke in the air. I ain't Diddy, so them clowns, they ain't nothing To fear. Hey, yo, fill your cups, get a Couple of beers. Get up in the shorty ear, Let her know that you're here. Forget security, spark, put the smoke in the air. I ain't Diddy, so them clowns, they ain't nothing To fear. Hey, yo. Waist thin and shorty wanna DJ the home BK to catch bids, no eBay. They say it's old school the way I kick It, East Bay. Leave you with the shocked look, B-Bay. Spit crack, nigga, freebase. That's trash, that's a gimmick on display. Giving out deals like the DA. More ratting than the tolls for the MTA. All my connects know I bless Ingles. Get ran down with the pipe like a relay. Seen it on replay, and it's in the game, No EA. Can't stutter or butter, How the D's play. Send a decoy your way, Mark money for pay. Get your certain point jacked, boy, you're already In place. You'll get used as a bait for A crack at your safe. Streets mold with no Clay, better stay out the way. Not built, broken down in a day, ayy. Hey, yo, fill your cups, get a couple of Beers. Get up in the shorty ear, let her Know that you're here. Forget security, spark, Put the smoke in the air. I ain't Diddy, so them clowns, they ain't nothing To fear. Hey, yo, fill your cups, get a Couple of beers. Get up in the shorty ear, Let her know that you're here. Forget security, spark, put the smoke in the air. I ain't Diddy, so them clowns, they ain't nothing To fear. yo.
Rim — Pawty Jawn
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