paroles de chanson Alpha David - Yohannes
Focused
on
things
in
my
life
that
I
have
never
had
crackin
I'm
talking
money
on
money
on
money
I'm
talkin
it
stackin
I'm
straight
from
Grand
Rapids
Michigan
They
call
the
city
Grand
Raggedy
What
you
expect
from
a
ns
I
run
with
the
stars
it's
anatomy
I
fly
up
higher
than
birds
My
goals,
attract
like
magnets
Kitchen
cookin
up
these
words
I
just
might
happen
to
be
A
chef
at
the
spelling
bee
Young
ns
don't
got
no
felonies
Opps
be
hatin,
gettin
rich
off
melodies
Spinnin
flows
they
think
I'm
propelling
it
Penning
Stories,
I
Frodo'd
the
fellowship
I'm
tryna
Poli
with
PD's
Rappers
got
whole
political
parties
behind
em
We
gotta
dream
team
Richmond
Virginia
ting
Big
gang
but
we
sling
straight
Goliath
never
ever
had
my
faith
And
they
ain't
never
get
the
Alpha
David
The
story
ends
wit
just
fn
pay
me
Buckle
up,
buckle
up,
yeah
you
in
for
a
ride
lil
bh
G
wagon,
Benz
Truck
Yeah
I
might
just
buy
that
st
Summer
18,
give
no
fs,
ns
know
I'm
bout
my
chips
Wanna
partner
up
and
make
some
bread?
All
I
know
is
I
better
get
my
split
Some
ns
bosses,
some
ns
shooter
Yeah
I'm
on
my
Young
Dolph
st
Some
ns
talk,
some
ns
losers
Learn
a
lot
in
East
Richmond
Beggars
never
could
be
choosers
And
I
never
need
henchmen
A
man
of
my
own
Defend
like
a
muhhhfn'
Piston
Bh
I'm
workin
like
i
got
a
bot
in
here
That
means
5 of
me
working
so
tireless
Ns
hatin?
But
they
are
not
wireless
I
just
pull
up,
I'm
askin
em'
are
you
there
Yeah
I
feel
like
the
fn
VeriZon
man
He
chose
switchin'
a
side
instead
of
retirement
Can
you
blame
em
He
probably
got
wife
and
da
kids
And
some
dividends
he
gotta
be
quiet
wit
HANNE
why
you
really
spazzing,
like
backs
man,
you
aight
dog
Dilla
boys
forever
lastin
Yelling
RIP
Phife
dog
John
Wall'n
on
em'
like
Dave
East
Smokin'
trees
out
in
Beijing
Slumber
party
witcha
main
thing
Human
made
tees
just
to
go
to
sleep
Nice
jeans
with
the
double
crease
Yeah,
I
ever
let
my
music
leak
If
you
heard
it
Then
it
was
meant
to
get
to
you
and
that's
coming
from
a
real
G
Whip
the
Benz
like
I
whip
the
Jeep
Black
James
Bond
in
these
streets
When
I'm
in
Queens
I
eat
Louis
G's
Or
Magic
Soul
Food
for
the
cheap
Buckle
up,
buckle
up,
yeah
you
in
for
a
ride
lil
bh
G
wagon,
Benz
Truck
Yeah
I
might
just
buy
that
st
Summer
18,
give
no
fs,
ns
know
I'm
bout
my
chips
Wanna
partner
up
and
make
some
bread?
All
I
know
is
I
better
get
my
split
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