paroles de chanson Two More (feat. QTK & B.G.P.) - Wrecc-a-Nize

Tell em bustas I need two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups
And two more bands, to make em dance
Bust it open gotta make it bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass
Go and tell em I need

Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups
And two more bands, to make em dance
Bust it open gotta make it bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass
Go and tell em, tell em

I get my weight up
Like a sumo
Cop the coup
That's two door
With a bad bitch
But I new two more
Blueprint for the blue notes
Had to plan it (Planet) out like Pluto
Baby I stay dirty
I be riding with that you know

Money on fantastic
Stretch it like elastic
Ima die in peace
See me smiling in my casket
Shit is getting drastic
But they know
I got that magic
We came a long way
From kick doors and car jacking

We did it for the trill
But it helped us to survive
Put my mind on a mill
Put the bullshit to the side
Only person I trust is my brother
He keep it live
But at the end of the day
I got some real ones by my side
Let's go

Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups
And two more bands, to make em dance
Bust it open gotta make it bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass
Go and tell em, tell em, tell em

Quett The Killa in the place to be
Keep a queen B next to me
And we rolling like ecstasy
Stay getting to the bag
On my Nipsey bout to run me a legacy

It's a marathon, I lace a bomb
And blow at the break of dawn
I sit and yawn and oh
Ima beast of bonds
You niggas pawn for sure
Always getting to mines
You falling behind

Built my drive up with dedication
Its missing in this generation
You young-ins need meditation
Before I go dumb and start
Dumping on your mother fucking fabrications

You shit stains need to find a purpose
Washed up with some salty detergent
I bubble up on the surface
The best of the best need heat
To be dope Ima fucking furnace yeah

Put your cups up, get fucked up
Two back to back now pick your nuts up
100 racks make it rain we don't give a fuck
100 straps in your face like nigga what

You got her digits but its disconnected
Like a bitch that don't want you, you get neglected
Get, give respect before I cause a scene
A nigga too ill I need quarantine yeah

Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups
And two more bands, to make em dance
Bust it open gotta make it bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass
Go and tell em I need

Two more cups till I pass out
Don't follow me I'm on a bad route
She gone poke her ass out
Cash out
Dirty talk with yo bad mouth

I wanna thick Latina
Fat ass just like Selena
Yo boy Mexican then a mother fucker
When I drink I put on Beto Quintanilla

I smoke two blunt when I wake up
I smoke two blunts when I sleep
And in between I'm smoking two blunts
After two blunt on repeat
If I'm not smoking on two blunts
I'm rolling two swisha sweets
Cuz there's two swishas in one pack
One for you and one for me

Money in a ziplock, tictoc
In a flick of a wrist watch
Bitch watch
Evolution of hip hop
This block is Tupac
With two Glocks, it's too hot
For two cops

Back up or call for back up
We taking over get your racks up
No way I'll let this money pass up
Tetris with patience we gone stack up

Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups
And two more bands, to make em dance
Bust it open gotta make it bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass
Go and tell em I need

Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups
And two more bands, to make em dance
Bust it open gotta make it bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass
Go and tell em, tell em