Текст песни
Goddamn it, Dupree. Yeah, I touch down and cause hell. Since 2014, I ain't been back to jail. I represent the clique like a nigga from Vallejo. These niggas throwin' tricks, tryna get me off my Square. I ain't angry, I ain't mad, I ain't Hatin' on no nigga. I got money, I got Cars, I got land, I got bitches. Yeah, fuck the bitches, I got business. What's the city? South Central. I know the other side watchin', plottin'. I call my real estate agent when it's time To go shoppin'. I brag different, swag different, Bag different. Z06 burnin' rubber on these mad Niggas. Big body Maybach and that bitch two-tone. If it ain't the latest body style, what is You doin'? Uh, yeah, push that weight off me. Bro, that ain't a good look, get that hate Off me. Uh, yeah, push that weight off me. Get off. I get straight down to business, I Don't play 'bout it. Yeah, uh, push that weight Off me. If you ain't on your shit, you Can't hang 'round me. Yeah, uh, push that weight off me. Get back. Squeeze fifty round clips like a spray Bottle. Push it, push it, push it. Come Push it, push it, push it. Yeah. Push that weight off me. Push it, push It, push it. Push. Push it, push it, it. Push that weight off Me. Tiny rave in a wide body doin' donuts. Rich cat, got a bitch down, 'bout to ho Up. Deuce mac stickin' to the code, that's my Locs though. If hard rock hit you on your Chin, then it's over. They say, "G, is you A rider?" If I reply, then I might get Indicted. Sittin' in the spot, 'bout to pull an All-nighter. I'm a young hot shot, you can't tell I'm on fire? I got the game from the OGs, I love my big homies. We don't make no statements, we run from the Police. Gotta keep it gangsta with the gangstas That's on gangsta. I'm a gangsta, I'm from gangstas. And I'm two milli up, two blickies tucked. Shit finally crackin', I'm glad that I ain't give It up. I said I'm two milli up, two Blickies tucked. Too many niggas with opinions, I Don't give a fuck. Uh, yeah, push that weight off me. Bro, that ain't a good look, get that hate Off me. Uh, yeah, push that weight off me. Get off. I get straight down to business, I Don't play 'bout it. Yeah, uh, push that weight Off me. If you ain't on your shit, you Can't hang 'round me. Yeah, uh, push that weight off me. Get back. Squeeze fifty round clips like a spray Bottle. Push it, push it, push it. Come Push it, push it, push it. Yeah. Push that weight off me. Push it, push It, push it. Push. Push it, push it, push that weight off me. Goddamn it, Dupree. What's happenin', nigga? What you out crackin'? G, what's the deal, Man? This motherfucker clean. Cu, you just got this? Yeah, nigga just bust this motherfucker. Man, I heard them niggas passed, cuh. What's up? Put a nigga on. I got you, bro. But hey, uh, The one car, right? Who is it? You know Who that is? I don't know who that is. Hey, get up out the street, bro. On the other side. I don't know who the fuck this is. Ayy, ayy, ayy. Damn. Fuck Enterprise Clique. Enterprise clique, bitch-ass nigga.
G Perico — Spray Bottle
«Spray Bottle» — G Perico. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:06. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
