Текст песни Adidas - Ballgreezy , Jim Jones
Cold
world,
dope
boy
shit
D
boys
dancin
on
the
corner
Dipset
I'm
sellin
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I'm
sellin
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Ain't
nothin
like
a
new
whip
Same
color,
got
two
pare
Ain't
nothin
like
a
new
wear
Same
color
got
two
pare
I'm
sellin'
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Work
is
never
over,
so
The
grind
on
24
We
fell
in
love
with
the
white
girl,
started
pumpin
dimes
of
that
Demi
Moore
Young
drunk
sold
millions,
hoppin
out
of
Bentleys
Belt
with
Fs
on
us,
still
don't
give
a
fuck
about
a
Fendy
store
Cause
that
shit
wasn't
for
free,
but
that
shit
was
lookin
free
I
was
thinkin
how
it
would
look
with
the
new
kicks,
hoppin
out
the
brand
new
V
But
they
was
actin
like
they
couldn't
see
where
I
was
tryna
take
the
vision
I
was
stuck
between
the
Christion
and
the
Muslems,
they
say
don't
play
with
religion
I
used
to
play
with
the
keys,
now
I
just
play
with
the
river
Zip
bring
Tyson
to
18th
street,
just
to
play
with
the
pictures
Very
observant,
been
washin
money
for
a
long
time
now,
use
heavy
detergent
You
know
spin
cycle,
Clorox
beach,
wash
me
a
load
of
whipes
Miami
beach,
with
a
new
car
with
the
pipes
out
Fuck
with
drug
lords
that
got
money
that
wasn't
in
the
photos
Me,
I
had
a
hot
temper,
rockin
the
biter
Got
me
a
new
pare
I'm
sellin'
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I'm
sellin
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Ain't
nothin'
like
a
new
whip
Same
color,
got
two
pare
Ain't
nothin
like
a
new
wear
Same
color
got
two
pare
I'm
sellin'
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I
was
born
to
hustle,
so
I
turned
out
dope
of
all
kinds
I
flipped
bricks,
sold
Crack,
even
broke
them
down
to
small
dimes
See
if
I
get
caught,
I
get
locked,
so
I
dodge
at
all
times
Freezin
up
on
all
my
watches,
you
think
a
nigga
tryna
sop
time
Niggas
droppin
dead,
I
try
to
tell
the
lord
I
need
more
time
Nigga
fuck
with
me,
I
put
a
bullit
in
his
jerzy
like
a
49
Shots
on
a
nigga
top,
like
the
top
of
a
pretty
Porsh
nine
I
got
soldiers
fully
committed,
only
fully
committed
for
committing
war
crimes
Send
me
a
text
or
email,
let
me
know
when
it's
war
time
I
be
smokin
blunts
on
the
yacht
on
the
dock,
that's
way
below
the
shoreline
If
you
drinkin
sauce,
who
the
fuck
you
think
whipped
it
up?
I
Step
out
with
Cam,
Juelz,
Freekey,
I
be
dipped
as
fuck
Lookin
for
my
angel,
you
gotta
go
through
the
trunk,
and
lift
it
up
Pretty
bitches
still
out
here
sayin
"boy,
you
lookin
lit
as
fuck"
Three
strikes
kinda
simbilise
these
three
strikes
Drop
my
shells
for
my
niggas
in
the
sells,
doing
complete
life
I'm
sellin'
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I'm
sellin'
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Ain't
nothin
like
a
new
whip
Same
color,
got
two
pare
Ain't
nothin
like
a
new
wear
Same
color
got
two
pare
I'm
sellin'
dope
in
my
Adidas
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Heavy
dope
boy
shit
1 Catch on Yet
2 Intro Bronx Tales
3 Living My Best Life
4 Epitome
5 Never Did 3 Quarters
6 Pray
7 Bag Talk (Bonus Track)
8 Head Off
9 Diplomatic Immunity
10 The Old Way
11 Chicken Fried Rice
12 Adidas
13 Got to B Real
14 Gotta Play the Game
15 Banging
16 Dust & Powder
17 Once Upon a Time (Bonus Track)
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