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Nine to your dome. What-what-what you gonna do, bitch? Nine to your dome, ho. What you gonna do, bitch? Z. Nine to your Yeah. What-what-what Migo. Nine to your dome. You know what the fuck I'ma do. Bitch? Nine your Yeah. What-what-what you gonna do, bitch? Shoo. Nine to dome. Bow, bow. Que, ho. Let's get it. Been having Glocks with my mother Nines. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Yeah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Bah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. If I let it off, it'll make your block Hot. Hot. If I let it off, it'll make The block hot. Yeah. Been having Glocks with my mother Nines. Nah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. We can go block for block. Block. Bet they heard about it. They heard. Can't go 12 for cops. Nah. Can't get no worries about it. No worries. We can go fish scale talk. Fish scale. Ninety-nine birds a crowd of. Brr. Your boy got outline chalk. Chalk. When young gotta swerve about him. Huh, swerve. If you came from the nothing, you Was made. Made. I done seen shit cut with A blade. Blade. Split shit up three ways. Three. Still, this shit don't change. Uh. Blow your brains for calling our gang. Don't know about the struggle and pain. No. Take it back to the amateur days. Performing free and never paid. Now sit back and peel back the top. Peel it back. Thinking about the loss and the Wins. Wins. Mama said keep your head up high. Mama. Never let a nigga touch your chin. No chin. Put the blue tips in a new Glock. Tip. Never let a nigga count your ends. Nah. My nigga made racks in the pen. Racks. Threw the Zpack right over the fence. We gone. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Yeah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Bah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. If I let it off, it'll make your block Hot. Hot. If I let it off, it'll make The block hot. Yeah. Been having Glocks with my mother Nines. Nah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Oh. Glock for Glock. Yeah, we can go eye for eye. We at the door right there, no lie. Hit him with a green light, don't stop. Now we can go ride for ride. Like sight. No cap, I'll up your night. Can't know nigga, the light. Dog with it, you would think I'm a pit. Something private, kinda feel like a VIP. Eight figures, I done been up a stick. Got a tank, hit them with the baguettes. Play betray, you better play with the chicks. Street legend, reputation is sick. Staying at it like I been on the net. I don't neither, she don't stay with the whip. King truth, ain't nothing near tougher. Get a Glock, let it burn like Usher. Get your whole team blitzed, I'll rush ya. On the sideline hating, you'll suffer. Shoot talk, how stay with the knots. In the kitchen, I play with the pots. New whip, let it play on the block. Way thinking, you'd say I was popped. Come on. Keep me a Glock with a DOT. I'ma get mine off TOP. Everywhere I go, niggas say I'm the truth. Giving out smoke like run into me. Different color coupe, hopping out. Money coming, I ain't seen a drought. Big flicks, know I'm going out. Pull up season, we don't do the clout. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Bah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Oh. If I let it off, it'll make your Block hot. If I let it off, it'll make The block hot. Yeah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Nah. Been having Glocks with my mother nines. Oh. Nine to your dome. What-what-what you gonna do, bitch? Nine to your dome, ho. What you gonna do, bitch?
Trae tha Truth, Quavo — Knots
«Knots» — Trae tha Truth, Quavo. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:26. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
