Haystak - Let's Ride paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Let's Ride - Haystak



Let me get a cigarette dawg
Check check
Just let the beat ride for a minute
...cool
Quit fuckin with the drums boy
Come on now uhh...
Yeah
What it is to trully go to war
You know when two men say fuck it
You know what I'm sayin
Shit'll get real serious
He made it through surgery
They took him into intensive
When they take him off the machine if he simple keeps on breathin
He'll continue livin
If not he's leavin
You never thought you'd find such relief in the sound of that fuckin beepin
Thats while if you hear that beepin
He's just sleepin
His mama standin by his bed sayin please jesus
Could be your mama my mama shit any of us's mama's
Who gotta identify us before than can enbalm us
We ain't wearin armor bullets go through us like butter talkin turn to feudin now we shootin at each other
We thought that was your window
But it was your younger brothers
How the fuck do you intend to explain to your mother
You got people I got people you got kids I got kids
You got beef I guess we beefin and thats just the way it is
You got life insurance motherfucker well then so do I
At least we know our children be took care of when we die
You got people I got people you got kids I got kids
You got beef I guess we beefin and thats just the way it is
You got lil homies motherfucker well then so do I
At least we know our people still be ridin when we die
Its a shady game
I've done seen some shady thangs
Invaded my homies house got killed infront of his babies man crazy days
Filled with gauges and AK's
We all make the front page some day
Know what I'm sayin
Either cuffed or covered up the victim of the perpetrater
My city cold like a big ol refridgerator
On top of that you got these petty ass instagators cheerleading and they ain't gettin paper
They throw gas on the fire every chance
They get like it just makes they lil bitch ass panties wet
Meanwhile STAK livin fed
Stak gettin bread
You bumpin your gums about me while STAK gettin head
I ain't studying that talkin but I do have limits
And I'm sick of grown men who act like women
When they snap my mugshot I throw that trademark grin
Every time I try to leave I get pulled back in
You got people I got people you got kids I got kids
You got beef I guess we beefin and thats just the way it is
You got life insurance motherfucker well then so do I
At least we know our children be took care of when we die
You got people I got people you got kids I got kids
You got beef I guess we beefin and thats just the way it is
You got lil homies motherfucker well then so do I
At least we know our people still be ridin when we die
Fully automatic wit it gotta motherfuckin problem well come and get it
We can solve it like gentlemen work it out like G's AR-15's and M16's
Drive by shootings home invasions when we feudin ain't nothin safe then get it off your chest fuck the fake shit dudes I rock wit ain't nothin to fuck wit
Scandalous shit ain't nothin you cant handle with banana clips damn thats deep ain't it though shells explodin over hoes
Pistol grips come out the windows motherfuckers scared like antelopes
Do you at home make holes in his ass big ol rounds like canilopes
You got people I got people you got kids I got kids
You got beef I guess we beefin and thats just the way it is
You got life insurance motherfucker well then so do I
At least we know our children be took care of when we die
You got people I got people you got kids I got kids
You got beef I guess we beefin and thats just the way it is
You got lil homies motherfucker well then so do I
At least we know our people still be ridin when we die



Writer(s): Jason Winfree, Sonny Paradise


Haystak - Crackavelli
Album Crackavelli
date de sortie
01-05-2007




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