Текст песни
I was local, Now I'm global. I can go where you can't Go. Touchdown on my rope in my Kangol. On the block with the tops and the Draco. In the spot with the rocks and the bankroll. Blowing loud in the club with a bad pro, Not a fake ho who loves Lo. Nigga, I was local, Now I'm global. I can go where you can't go. Touchdown on my rope in my Kangol. On the block with the tops and the Draco. In the spot with the rocks and the bankroll. In the club blowing loud with a bad pro, Not a fake ho who loves Lo. Who loves Lo. Without an accent, You know I ain't from 'round here. I done touched down here, make sure none of Them clowns near. Bitch, I'm a factor, so that means only the Real can ride. Let me take the wheel and Drive, I'm about to shut it down citywide. Meet me on the stage under strobe lights, Spend my life. They know my shit is real, No lies. You can see it in my eyes. Nigga still with the shit, can't help but ask The price. Fuck rap, if it's close to twenty-nine I'm about to relapse. Just gotta get back, ha, maybe in a refrigerator. No, I think they hip to that, ha, Maybe in a radiator. No matter what, I'm a regulator. I can push it in all lanes. Front page of The Source or the Beacon Journal, Nigga, it's all fame. Was local, Now I'm global. I can go where you can't go. Touchdown on my rope in my Kangol. On the block with the tops and the Draco. In the spot with the rocks and the bankroll. Blowing loud in the club with a bad pro, Not a fake ho who loves Lo. Nigga, I was local, now I'm global. I can go where you can't go. Touchdown on my rope in my Kangol. On the block with the tops and the Draco. In the spot with the rocks and the bankroll. In the club blowing loud with a bad pro, Not a fake ho who loves Lo. Ha. A walking brand, know the name. When I land off the plane, what's the plan? Sign some autographs, meet my main man. That nigga from these parts, so we start with The locals, soul food. Then to the hood to meet the team, nigga, Where it's all good. Knock on wood, bodies been dropping in my town Too. Hear it ain't stopping, most ain't 'bout no Profit. These bitches be bar hopping while I'm globe Trotting. See the same shit back home. That nigga told she a ho. That nigga killed his bro for dope. Nigga, all the rules is gone. I hold on to the throne. Gotta stay raw to the bone. Repping in every zone. Repping for the microphone, my records on. In the club full of thugs in the different States, fuck is a Diddy? I'm drinking, smoking with the grimy gritty, leaving This bitch with something gritty. I was local, Now I'm global. I can go where you can't Go. Touchdown on my rope in my Kangol. On the block with the tops and the Draco. In the spot with the rocks and the bankroll. Blowing loud in the club with a bad pro, Not a fake ho who loves Lo. Nigga, I was local, now I'm global. I can go where you can't go. Touchdown on my rope in my Kangol. On the block with the tops and the Draco. In the spot with the rocks and the bankroll. In the club blowing loud with a bad pro, Not a fake ho who loves Lo. Who loves Lo
King Locust — Global
«Global» — King Locust. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:14. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
