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Damn Sam, are you fucking with this one? Uh, Uh, yeah. Mm, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah. Uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah. Mm, yeah, yeah. I went upstate just to kick it with my Player partners. Book some get away, Be like everybody. Money hid problems, but it cannot hid them dead Bodies. Uh-uh. I don't think nothing can hid that shit. I can take it way back when I used To share my slacks with my cousin. We was all we had. I ain't have no Dad, but my cousin had a dad. And his daddy, he was wack 'cause his dad Was playing with crack. Playing with stones. I'm trying to get rich in a rush. Police tapping these phones, man, they trying to get Rich in a bust. My nigga be cracking them Plays, man, my nigga getting rich off of trust. Baby blue vintage bust. I used to have spaghetti guts. Been thinking about doing so lately, I might just Get me a truck. Rap to a TRX, I Don't really know which truck. And them niggas be screaming out gang, man, them The ones you gotta cut. And them, we saying They love a nigga, them the ones out here Really sucking dick. Get my mind off that other shit, man, that Shit done bring me up. Keep myself level-headed, Man, I'll be lost out here without bruh. Anybody had anything to do with that turn to Dust. Ash to ash, sticks and stones. I went upstate just to kick it with my Player partners. Book some get away, Be like everybody. Money hid problems, but it cannot hid them dead Bodies. Uh-uh. I don't think nothing can hid that shit. I can take it way back when I used To share my slacks with my cousin. We was all we had. I ain't have no Dad, but my cousin had a dad. And his daddy, he was wack 'cause his dad Was playing with crack. In high school, Woo screaming slatt. In high school, Glock had that Sack. Running through niggas running back. Digging in the back, pulling out they tracks. Who'd ever thought I'd get rich off tracks? I made my mind, I didn't get off track. You get in the way, your brain splat. Talk too much, I hate that. Niggas be talking that bullshit until they get hit With a full clip. Switch hit him, he do A full flip. Got two chains on me, I'm True to this. I ain't give her my name, She Googled it. Baby, I ain't really with that Foolishness. That nigga my bitch proving it. I'm a real P, I ain't new to this. In the back of the Maybach cooling it. I'm with Woo and we just booling it. I'm notorious, I do it big. You ain't getting no money, you should do it Then. Bro just put a bun on a new Gin. Mo Money, Mo Problems. I got OCD but fell in love with dirty Dollars, ayy. I went upstate just to kick it With my player partners. Book some get away, Be like everybody. Money hid problems, but it cannot hid them dead Bodies. Uh-uh. I don't think nothing can hid that shit. I can take it way back when I used To share my slacks with my cousin. We was all we had. I ain't have no Dad, but my cousin had a dad. And his daddy, he was wack 'cause his dad Was playing with crack. Playing with stones. Damn Sam, are you fucking with this one?
PaperRoute Woo, Key Glock — Playa Partner
«Playa Partner» — PaperRoute Woo, Key Glock. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:30. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
