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Acting like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in Danger. I don't know you niggas, y'all some Motherfucking strangers. Did a lotta dirt, I got blood on my Fingers. Soft ass rapper should've been a fucking Singer. Niggas ain't street, these niggas Entertainers. Grown ass men looking like the Power Rangers. Acting like a hitter, you gon' put yourself In danger. I don't know you niggas, y'all some Motherfucking strangers. Posted in the kitchen with some trappers and some Jangers. Playing with my bro, man, he gon' hit You with the banger. you with that boom. This shooter kill you, wanna war? Then get your anger. Nah, Bitch, I'm on that Vicious shit, my niggas on that same shit. Bitch, Rob bitch. Niggas being bitches, well, that Ain't the way I came up. Well, that ain't the came up. Dissing in the Mentions 'cause you tryna get your name up. What? Niggas out of pocket, got a rocket for You lames. Ba-ba. Fuck these pussy niggas, roll my Weed and pour this drank up. Call my lil' homie, he gon' knock your head Off. gon' knock your head off. Pull up talking Shit, but like a hoe you sped off. Skrrt. Fuck with the squad, lil' bitch, It's man down. Man down. everybody shooters in the room, hands Down. Baow, baow, They ain't fuck with me before, But them bitches fans now. Lil' hoe, you better suck it-Ayy when I Pull my pants down. For Pop out with the rocket, till it click, I keep popping. Keep popping. Vicious to the death, you know how Lil Rob Be rocking. Facts. Acting like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in Danger. I don't know you niggas, y'all some Motherfucking strangers. Did a lotta dirt, I got blood on my Fingers. Soft ass rapper should've been a fucking Singer. Niggas ain't street, these niggas Entertainers. Grown ass men looking like the Power Rangers. Acting like a hitter, you gon' put yourself In danger. I don't know you niggas, y'all some Motherfucking strangers. I don't know you niggas, y'all some motherfucking Strangers. Beating down your block with them sticks, You fucking danger. Alright, well, cookie to the face'll search his Stains up. Niggas capping every day and claiming so I aim up. Clean 'em up. Baow, baow, baow. Then I call up Frankie when The drank is up. I thank you, bruh. Fuck with you the long way, let's roll this Stanky gang. Janky, bruh. Ooh, on my mama you niggas janky, bruh. You stanky, bruh. Nigga think he the shit, he Mr. Hankey, bruh. I used to do whatever, Do whatever for the dough. And now I got bitches that love to do Whatever for some dough. My nigga OG, he moving anywhere to where the Coke. My niggas don't sleep, we put this shit Together and it's on, and it's on. Now we leave the trap 'cause the work on. Hit the spot, I tell that lil' bitch get Her twerk on. Hella bands, that's all I'm 'bout, Look, this my third phone. Hit a brrt in the back, bitch, that's the Word phone. Acting like a hitter, you gon' put Yourself in danger. I don't know you niggas, y'all some motherfucking Strangers. Did a lotta dirt, I got blood on My fingers. Soft ass rapper should've been a fucking Singer. Niggas ain't street, these niggas Entertainers. Grown ass men looking like the Power Rangers. Acting like a hitter, you gon' put yourself In danger. I don't know you niggas, y'all some Motherfucking strangers.
Shoreline Mafia — Power Rangers
«Power Rangers» — Shoreline Mafia. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:56. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
