paroles de chanson Dade County - Quey

Aye
Haha
Mann
I swear I don't know what the fuck I be wanting to say when I come in on these shits
So I just talk my shit like I do anyway ya heard me
Haha

But don't get twisted
Nigga like me I walk it how I talk it
Nigga try me
And you know I get to sparking

Y'all know
What you mean
Y'all know what the fuck going on with my team

You know I'm from the crib
So ima jook on this bihh
That's the trey oh five
Don't you ever forget
It's a Bunche Park Goon
Whenever you see me
That's 274
You know I'm BPG
Let me know who want beef
Uber eats I deliver
Was a vet in the game
Even as a beginner
Patience is a virtue
I just had to wait my time
Now they hate to see me shine
Cause I have em going blind
Man I think they lost they mind

Ha ha
What you mean
Yes I'm from the crib
Be specific BPG
Opa Locka Goon
If you ask about me
Bunche Park stomping grounds
Yea I'm out there on that swing
Kicking it
I'm out there on that field playing ball
After that I'm in the field
Tryna go and get it all
Gotta go and get the pack
Primetime run it back
If they say I'm on the play
That's a quarterback sack now
Quey in the building
Getting loose
Tell me what you mean
Cause you know that I'm the truth
Real ass nigga
When I'm in and out the booth
But you know what it is
Whenever I come thru
Cause I come thru nigga
With the one two
If anybody got a problem
Then it's fuck you
You ain't know you know now
This is what I do
Ima real ass nigga
What about you
Tell me who the fuck are you

Bitch I'm from the crib
305 living and you know just what it is
Dade County til I die
Motherfucker no lie
I'm BPG all the way to sky
That's 274
That's all I know
Bunche Park Goon
Knocking at your front door
Nigga who want beef (Who want it)
Come see me
It's Quey on the beat
Going hard for the streets
Motherfuckers it's me

Growing up
In Dade County
Better ask about it
Seen a lot dead bodies
I done lost a couple homies
To the chain gang
I done lost a couple homies
To that damn flame
That's why I keep that tool with me
Not under the seat
If you see me in that car
Best believe it's in my reach
If you catch me at that red light
Then you know that you dreaming
My homie got caught there
Them shots went the ringing
Now we at his funeral
His sister she singing
Momma going crazy crying out
She can't believe it
Lil brother strapped up
Blood in his eyes
Say he found out who did it
Bout to take em by surprise
Left that suit on
Cause it's business
He say he lost his feelings
But want them to feel this
Now he in the streets
Moving like the reaper
And his Phone turned off
So can't nobody reach him
Lost his brother
So he heartless
Roaming round town
Identified his target
He done turnt up
He is no longer Clark Kent
Hoodie on Superman
Now he bout to spark shit
Ran into the house
Out there feeling like he Rambo
Let them shots ring
Til he ran outta ammo
Man this Dade County
And this just how we be living
What happen to Lil homie
Man he ran into his ending
Once again his sister singing