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Nigga shit by SpinSat92. My bro. Uh. Put my life on the line for it. When niggas trip, I spin, sat down and did Time for it. Big money business, I been caught up in time for it. In Jordan high school stompin' niggas in Concords. Never changed, been the same nigga since Pop Warner. Been gangbangin' since the Rams came in with Kurt Warner. Used to take that road to Kansas City With Percs on us. We both got a strap if my bitch got A purse on her. Huh, I do this shit for real, nigga. Never in the house, I been the field nigga. Wake up on a Sunday, blow fifty for the Thrill just to make that shit back. When you do, I swear you feel richer. Brodie tryna kill niggas, I just tell him, "Chill," huh. Niggas got that black, big squares Look like seal. Put it on my back, Cut the AF in. Self-made bosses, Bitch, come fuck with Made Men. Uh. I had a hundred piece on me before EDD gave out benefits. Put on for my set like Cardi B, bitch, You ain't been on that. I'm that nigga that your bitch be lookin' at. Ice up on my neck, we at the club, That's where we hook 'em at. Lost a lot of friends, gained Benjamins, fuck it, Let's swap it out. Never been on that, got No cases outside your mama house. Never seen your brother take that charge for what? For murder. We could've lost it all, but we Won't speak on what's unheard of. That's unheard of. We take losses, they make bosses, Yeah, that's life, yeah fo' sure. Double-cross me, I get saucy, don't get slimed by The bro. Million dollar deals, we crushin' 'em, Got paid by the boat. Smoke a flower bomb, That's our shit, bitch, that's all we promote. Maybach spacious backseat, TV came with remote. Two strikes, get maxed out for this gun that I tote. No rodeo, I'm at Dover when I'm Shoppin' for clothes. Pay the ticket, I can't leave It after fuckin' these hoes. Niggas taught me not to get too comfortable. Show 'em love and they true intentions gon' come Humble you. She in love with the lifestyle, Girl, I can't fuck with you. In the palace gettin' high, summon, throw a hunnid To. Goyard backpack on my body with two hundred Large in it. Kamikaze coupe, she get in, Tryna crash your broad in it. Keep a spark on me, the type that you Could jump a cord with it. How I'm livin', life is great, matter fact, it's Marvelous. Prada on my feet, you never seen these In your life. What you pay for that? It got me questioning Your ice. Goin' against the grain is just like Snitchin' out of spite. Willie tell on me? Man, I don't know, he Just might.
AFN Peso, Joey Fatts — Rearview
«Rearview» — AFN Peso, Joey Fatts. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:38. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
