Текст песни
Raw. Legendary. I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay, And now it taste sweet. I'm chasing dreams like I'm Meek, the mills is All that I see. Jumped off the porch, yeah, With the torch, bitch, I was raised by the Street. Yeah, I was told to play for keeps And don't let a hoe play with me. I eat the weed, I'm a beast. A bowl of rappers, I feast. You know they say talk is cheap, well, I Baguette it, my G. Got some new wheelies for My team. You can't compare to my team. Ooh, three letters, yeah, P-R-E. Yeah. Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh. Money in my pocket and my hand in on Your head. You heard what I said, Choppa knock off face and dreads, uh. Sittin' on my cash, sleepin' with Nina in the Bed. Yeah, I'm walkin' with the dead Benjamins up in My pants. Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', diamond dance in my Lane. Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', Yeah, my left wrist cost a Lamb'. My left wrist cost a Lamb', damn, my left Wrist cost a Lamb', goddamn. Goddamn, damn, goddamn, goddamn, Damn, damn, goddamn, I Dropped A four in my iced tea, okay, and now It taste sweet. I'm chasing dreams like I'm Meek, The mills is all that I see. Jumped off the porch, yeah, with the torch, bitch, I was raised by the street. Yeah, I was told to play for keeps and Don't let a hoe play with me. Nicknamed my twin two-three TSE 'cause I creep with The heat. That big ol' Glock, we clear the Spot and spin the block like CDs. I stunt so hard it look easy. You see white diamonds, I'm cheesin'. Bitch. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah. Everything real, bitch, my grill cost a crib. Solitaires in my ears, bitch, look at this here. Bitch, look at this here. My diamonds, they crystal clear. Yeah, my diamonds crystal clear. I caught you staring like a deer. Come get your bitch, dawg. Look down at my phone, got twenty missed calls. I'm riding with a hundred shots, I got enough For all of y'all. Yeah, I ran it up And ain't looked back ever since, dawg. I pull up in that yellow thing with the Yellow Richard Mille on, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hop up out that yellow thing the yellow Richard, uh, With the yellow Richard, uh. I hop out that yellow I dropped a four In my iced tea, okay, and now it taste Sweet. I'm chasing dreams like I'm Meek, The mills is all that I see. Jumped off the porch, yeah, with the torch, bitch, I was raised by the street. Yeah, I was told to play for keeps and Don't let a hoe play with me. Don't play with don't play with with me.
Key Glock — Play For Keeps
«Play For Keeps» — Key Glock. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:59. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
