Duley1k - Mr. Triple 6 paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Mr. Triple 6 - Duley1k



Feel like I'm dancing with the devil Mr. triple 6
Ran outta options either get a job or flip a brick
But I can't let up with this rapping it's gone make me rich
No time to chill not paralyzed but I can't be kicking shit
Cause I'm chasing these racks ain't got no time to relax stand on my feet just like a man and put my fam on my back I made a promise wit my niggas Ian breaking the pact
Gotta get that bag by any means and I'm standing on that
Slide on yo block
Glock hold a 50 left with 36
Spin it again and leave with 10 can't leave no witnesses
Trigger finger itching
Think it got turrets how it keep fidgeting
We smoking runts you flex on ig that midget it
Aye free my dogs behind the wall locked up imprisonment
Catching play cause I need a sack so imma blitz em in
They Lock us up like when they see us turning boys to men
This shit ain't fair there how they do us folks with melanin
They do it over and over do it again and again I pour a 4 in my soda and then I go reminisce
I get so high feel dlike an alien on SyFy
I'm plugged in so I be selling bars like WiFi
Shit wasn't normal when I found I put that Khalil died
I done took so many losses how I could I cry
Multi color vvs on me look like the dye
#2 imma thoroughbred just like rah rah
These boys ain't hard they jus be posing but ain't picture
Out here these streets toting a strap he know the narcs lurking
He done got rob he want payback gotta get his hands dirty
Now he six feet under in a grave now was it really worth it
Nowadays they think it's cool they think it's hip to be street
I knew my purpose kept it real I knew that shit wasn't me
But everyday I clutch my strap yea I be toting that heat
Cause I be damned if I let a pussy nigga Take some from me
So when I tell my boys be safe that mean stay armed and dangerous
That why I tell my boys stay armed because these streets dangerous
He tried take some let it blow and left his arm dangling
I heard em praying but them was hollows
I knew he wasn't gone make it
I get some racks and watch stretch em from Stone Mountain to Macon
Pour some purple in some yellow and I ball like a laker
Eat on that pussy like a buffet and she sound like a taser
Can't love no hoe after the game cause they just here for the paper



Writer(s): Abdul Diarrasouba


Duley1k - Mr. Triple 6
Album Mr. Triple 6
date de sortie
30-12-2019



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