Текст песни Luhtakeshi - 74Deuce feat. Rondo20

Middle skoo been strikin
FDN Fukk who never Liked me
Iss smoke im juss Gon kill em
Air Force Deuce
Yea i still Rokk Da Nike
Bitches juh be Green Dis juss a Fling no i cant Have no wifey
My momma kno wont beg no bitch to stay
On GD Go ask tiki
Put Dat on my momma and my Daddy Deuce i been a bukk
High school nigga try Fw my sister yea i slapped em up
Niggas Like oh Deuce u Got 2 parents so yu came From Lukk
But niggas Dont een kno about Da Days i used to Fight w chukk
Nigga tamat Lukk
We aineen Got all Da Groceries still tryn whip sum breakfast up
Yea i Got momma and my Daddy
Ain no money For my Lunch
It ain no powder milk use water bring Da pancakes onna bus
Niggas think Dat Dey kno us
Niggas think Dat Dey kno me
Befo im GD i was 13 inna shed ain Get no sleep
GD
Dat nigga tried to rob me never woke up From Dat Dream
I shot my First nigga
Shit Fukked up my Head cant sleep Fa weeks
Wen i'm sleepin inna trap i use my shirt ain Got no sheets
Oh iss Hot outside?
Yea i Got my Fye i kinda Like Dis jakket
Nigga Hiding?
Niggas kno i see em catch em up it whakk em
Deuce i kept a Deuce inside my shoe befo i started trappin
Kikked me outta skoo i kikked a Door
Found stikk under Da mattress
Niggas pussy
Ion be around Guz all Dese niggas bitch
Bitch tamat u Love me
Only thing u Got From me was Dikk
Fukk my cousin nigga said 4L and Den Dat nigga switched
Ion Give about no reason juss stand on Dat shit
Fukk Dat nigga jakkson
Brush He ripped my polo Deuce i smakked em
Why Dese Folks From skoo act Like we cool
Dey kno im still Gon tax em
Free my nigga rondo told me Flip His ass Let migo whakk em
My nigga Hit me
Deuce come bless Da pint Like ima codiene pastor
Like ima codeine preacher
Nigga Diss me
Pullup onna opps blast Dat shit onna speaker
Kindergarten nigga told me
Yea i Had tripped my teacher
High school mr jakkson ripped my shirt
So i Had smakked Da teacher
I stopped Goin to Da church
But i still pour up w Da Deacon
I post Funny shit up onna Gram but real Life i be tweakin
Make a Fake email see when Da pints come in i need a peek
Niggas changed on me tryn come around
But weon need to speak
Weon need to talk or conversate boy you Gon make me tweak
Nigga ain wan shit to Do wit me but now i'm who Dey need
Left but now Dey tryna come around i thought u Hated me
Oh u want my money yea i know but i juss wan be Free
I juss wan be me juss Get my money juss wan sell my Lean
I cant be apart no team
Still scarred From when Dey ran From me
All Da people said Dey Love me every one abandoned me
Dey see i Got Dem bands on me na everyone my Family
Got Lokked up 12 took my pole but Dey ain kno iss Drank on me
Damn Dey took my Gun so Like 4 Hours i juss Had Hands on me
Took my .40 upped a .45 now i can sit bakk and breathe
Oh Dey ain pour out my Drank call cam Like nigga bring my Lean
Oh Dis Green ass nigga From Da skoo Got pole?
Im Finna take it
Niggas think Dey stiff Dey not Lokked in
Dass why Da plug still rape em
Doctor ain wan Give me script but He ain kno i was Gon take it
Yea i Got sum money now but niggas kno i still be takin
Yea i still be stealin
Ion Like Da price on pints i'll take em
Nigga think im payin?
Heon kno im Finna steal them cases
Na i juss be playin
But im Dead Fr Like Fukk He thinkin
Nigga think im Green i up a beam up on His ass Luhtakeshi
(Free Rondo my nigga onna Jail call n shit)
(He say stop snitchin Luh Dude)