paroles de chanson Bomb (feat. Raekwon) - Raekwon , Madlib , Freddie Gibbs
Slammin
Drugs
got
me
wakin'
up
in
cold
sweats
Sometimes
I'm
slightly
off
my
rocker,
but
I'm
on
deck
Got
2 and
a
baby
off
my
bitches
student
loan
check
She
hit
my
line
to
get
that
girl,
I
call
it
phone
sex
Robbing
like
my
problems
ain't
gon
catch
up
to
me
later
Bitch
I'm
mobbing
like
OG
Bobby
Johnson,
split
your
potato
At
the
table,
cooking,
shaving
and
touching
base
with
them
basers
Bet
they
try
to
make
a
play
for
the
yay'
as
soon
as
they
taste
it
The
evasive
black
American
Gangster,
sinister,
corner
her
Cuz
seeing
this
nigga
shine
been
annoying
me
like
a
muthafucka
This
busta
owe
me,
now
he
act
like
he
don't
know
me
Forty
fo'
my
closest
homie,
kill
cockaroaches
like
Tony
Got
Montana
money
Newport
100
dipped
in
fluid,
yo,
I
had
to
smoke
it
Pupils
dilated
like
silver
dollars,
now
we
loc'ing
Call
it
devilish
how
I
do
bitch
Fuck
these
niggas
talking,
I
leave
they
thoughts
on
my
shoestrings
What?
Rolling
Pockets
all
swollen
Set
the
record
straight,
that
FNH
is
what
I'm
holding
A
busta
that
we
know
got
15
'bows,
bust
it
open
We
came
bandana'd
up,
divide
it
up,
now
what's
the
quotient?
A
split
with
4 niggas,
since
I'm
a
go
getter
I
think
these
suckers
pussy,
I'ma
merk
the
whole
litter
Told
my
girl
to
leave
as
soon
as
I
hung
up
the
phone
with
her
Man,
I
heard
you
rob
the
robbers,
look
Freddie
a
cold
nigga
Got
an
ice
maker
for
a
heart,
made
nigga
from
the
start
Life
is
like
a
movie,
all
I
did
was
play
my
fuckin'
part
Cheffing
up
the
crack,
the
heroin,
and
the
weed
a
la
carte
I
call
it
Fast
Freddie's,
I
should
own
a
fuckin'
restaurant
Cuz
back
when
I
was
12
threw
some
bells
on
a
scale
and
I
got
a
pager
We
broke
them
down
and
started
selling
nickels
to
the
neighbors
Eventually
the
penitentiary
gon'
see
me
later
Kiss
my
momma,
told
her
if
I
die,
then
it
was
part
of
nature
What?
28
days
later
we
all
getting
fresh
Got
the
heart
to
die
for
something,
flesh
to
flesh
The
Lambo,
got
her
outside,
it's
a
stretch
My
bitch
half
Mexican/Afghan,
I'm
blessed
From
living
tough
times
with
rough
lemons,
a
gorgeous
watch
My
team
on
a
dreadful
level,
yo
Yeah,
we
still
getting
money
right
Long
as
the
sun
come
out,
I'll
hold
these
twenties
tight
Getting
fresh,
just
cooling,
my
bitch
on
my
dick
Ba
boom
yo,
you
live
with
your
moms,
just
get
a
grip
Clip
in
my
pocket,
my
rocket
I
think
of
the
Dips,
I
need
Juelz
and
Jims,
with
rough
licks
Trips
to
Africa,
shorty
tear
Saks
up
I'm
out
in
Bombay,
rebels
here
actin'
up
We
real,
all
G,
75-hundred
of
us
Up
in
the
Sprinter
bus,
fussin'
"we
need
more
heat"
1 Deeper
2 Supplier
3 High (feat. Danny Brown)
4 High
5 Bomb (feat. Raekwon)
6 Terrorist
7 Deep
8 Piñata (feat. Domo Genesis, G-Wiz, Casey Veggies, Sulaiman, Meechy Darko, Mac Miller)
9 Piñata
10 Watts
11 Watts (feat. Big Time Watts)
12 Shame (feat. BJ The Chicago Kid)
13 Lakers
14 Lakers (feat. Ab-Soul, Polyester the Saint)
15 Broken (feat. Scarface)
16 Broken
17 Robes (feat. Domo Genesis, Earl Sweatshirt)
18 Robes
19 Bomb
20 Piñata
21 Broken
22 Lakers
23 Robes
24 High
25 Bomb
26 Shame (feat. BJ The Chicago Kid)
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