paroles de chanson D.D.A. 2021 - 2021 Edition - Hova Beats

Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit
My brick talk is more than obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the Phantom, Ghouls, Ghosts and Goblins
Blonde mohawk the collection I'm Dennis Rodman
The money count is the only moment of silence
'Cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence
Hat trick under my mattress
Date I stop still has an asterisk after it
After all I can make a call
I can baptize a brick
As I wash away my sins like a Catholic
Who the fuck ain't mastered this
America's nightmare's in Flint
Children of a lesser God when your melanin's got a tint
And I can't even mention what I sent or what I spent
'Cause my name in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put my boos in those cruise collections
Life's a bitch
A to Z on her shoe collection, take your pick
Paid in full like '86, Gs on my body
The new Gucci has less monograms, God's got him
Let he without sin cast the first stone
So I built that all glass quad level first home
Shatter all of your misconceptions
Hold all of them missing weapons
You thought I would miss my blessing
The ultimate misdirection ya

Your husband was drug dealer
For 14 years he sold crack cocaine

Federico Fellini in the flesh
Sergio Tacchini inside his mesh
Bitch I been brackin' since the '80s
Google me baby, you crazy
'89 in London pull the Benz up
Type it in, Google's your friend bruh
14-year drug dealer and still counting
Who deserves the medal of freedom is my accountant
He been hula hooping through loop holes, working 'round shit
IRS should've had the townhouses surrounded
Thanks to the lawyers
I marbled the foyer
I tore the floor up
Yeah, that's for Koi fish
We been dining on oysters
I walk through the garage it's like multiple choices
I told 'em pull the Royce up
I'm getting ghost, I'm hearing noises
I think it's the boys, but I been banking at Deutsche
We got storefronts, we got employee stubs
We been opening studios and 40/40s up
The paper trail is gorgeous
Cases we buries 'em
Before Reasonable Doubt dropped, the jury hung
Bling bling
Every time I come around your city bling bling
My tenure took me through Virginia
Ask Teddy Riley 'bout me
Ask the Federalis 'bout me
Tried to build a cell around me
Snatched my nigga Emory up
Tried to get him to tell about me
He told 12, "Gimme 12"
He told them to go to Hell about me
Drug dealers anonymous
Y'all think Uber's the future, our cars been autonomous
Mules move the drums, take 'em to different spots
We just call the shots by simply moving our thumbs
I'm a course of miracles with this shit
Nothing real can be threatened, nothing unreal exists
Therein lies the piece of God
I always knew I was a prophet, but I couldn't find a decent job
Life made me ambidextrous
Countin' with my right, whipping' white with my left wrist
Daaaaaaaamn Daniel
FBI keep bringing them all white vans through

I been steady building my business, never believing their bullshit
We was born in the trenches so best in the mission
Commercializing our freedom, below the standards we beat it
No more clowning my people
They're using pride as a shadow to block the freedom they gave us
To justify fornication, pedophiles moving freely blatantly
Using the system to slither past all the sleepers
The evil seeping through spirits biting the apple I'm heated
And best believe it I mean it
Becoming one with the oat, consume the grain in the straw
There's vegetables for the gods and the fruits on the low
They prolly slurp for the blow
I like my green with toe, make it express on the go
And ima roll wit the raw, but use the Trojan in gold
The goods drapped when I bone
Got the Rock on my hip, more like a goat when I ball
You like a rat in the hole, stuck in a trap and you gone
Snapping back but you smalls, you ain't ready for Hov
See I playing with y'all, socially distant I'm on
Olympic games for the globe, just play it safe on the road
I'm on the gram for the dough
You on the gram for the hoes
But you ain't getting with those you only cyph with the bros
Focus up on ya goals and never play wit a soul
Covid still in the air, the variants gettin strong
Delta flight with the mask on, future dark with the fog
And when it rain it gone fall, mine the coin for the charts
Blood on the leaves had to mourn, early bird get the worm
She eat it up for the clout, that is not my concern
Little birds in the dark, I knock 'em right out the park
Some going left to the narcs
I use my voice for art, she use her box for the block
I like to box for the bout, knock you out pick you up
Better grip with the socks, Yankee rings in the Bronx
Small bills at the top, punch you out on the clock
On a boat gettin gwap
While I slide in the wap, gettin brain gettin top
I'm bumpin' the Lox, best group in hip hop
Nothing wrong with the set, the crew still gettin' wet
We gone sail to the jet, pullin' up like vet
YGF up next, Byrd gang on deck
Bed-Stuy get fly, Rockland know why
Hova Beast on the rise, and we not upstate
Downstate so great getting right to the cake