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Let's go, Mario
Man, all the hoes in the fuckin' background, y'all shut the fuck up
Fuck you talkin', man, R5 in the fuckin' building
Show some respect
Kick them folks out the spot, slime
She still talkin'? (No)
Oh, okay
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his hoe like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, we ain't goin' on FOX 5 (FOX 5)
Don't make me call the maybe call the clock stopper (Clock stopper)
Ah, pretty lil' vibe, skeetin' in her eye
Nickname jaw locker (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I been gettin' high
Nigga, I'm a pill popper (Nigga, I'm a pill popper)
We got ten hundred-round choppers (Nah)
Heard you was a junkie, used to steal copper (Nah)
Pull up, whip game proper
Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker (Cake like Betty Crocker)
Uh, beatin' through your bae, stalkers, I know every day robbers
Gotta keep a door stopper (Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin' more llama, Gunna, he a role model
And his bitch a headhunter (And his bitch a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner gotta keep a real burner
Never been a store runner (Never been a store runner)
These bitches yell, "Go, Gunna" (Go, Gunna)
You gotta be your own boss, uh (Own boss)
Dressed like a showoff, go and get it, don't talk
Let the money rub off (Let the money rub off)
Nah, these niggas gettin' cut off, this is not a love lost
We'll never do soft (We'll never do soft)
You pussy niggas too soft (Niggas too soft)
Free all my niggas, gotta prison walk (Free the gang)
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his hoe like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Hundred round drum on your boy, and we just hopped out a Royce
We pullin' up with a silencer, no, they ain't makin' noise
Pink shirt, man, I had to peppermint it
Yeah, I send a big blitz, yeah, I had to go and end it
Go and drop the fuckin' pin, we'll pull up in a minute
Yeah, I know the Lord mad at me 'cause a nigga sinnin'
I ain't talkin' motherfuckin' testin' Ray J
Man, I come out that Wraith just with motherfuckin' bangers
I let that cutter hit every angle, I come out that back, whips like I'm Django
What the fuck a pussy boy had said?
I don't know, he ain't speakin' sign language
And I just left town with ten, pockets on top, nigga
No time to count us (Say what?)
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob 'em, know we'll kill him, thinkin' he gon' take mine
Know I'm ballin' on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his hoe like it's Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, 'cause I'ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil' boy, my bitch, she fuckin' on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don't eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don't go to FOX 5



Авторы: Jonathan Demario Priester, Raqhid Render, Sergio Kitchens


Lil Keed feat. Gunna - Trapped on Cleveland 3 (Deluxe)
Альбом Trapped on Cleveland 3 (Deluxe)
дата релиза
30-10-2020

1   Big Order
2   Dead Doc (feat. Lil Gotit)
3   Maniac Thoughts
4   Stop It
5   Show Me What You Got (feat. O.T. Genasis)
6   Wanna See You (feat. Young Thug)
7   Currency Chaser
8   Emotional (feat. Quavo)
9   Back Board (feat. Gunna)
10   Bangin N Hangin
11   Go Brazy (feat. Yak Gotti)
12   Yank It
13   Noticed (feat. Lil Duke & Yak Gotti)
14   Worst Or Better
15   Nasty (feat. Chris Brown)
16   Off Rip (feat. Lil Gotit)
17   Cuttin
18   Thug Luv
19   Intro
20   Obama Coupe
21   Trippin
22   Tighten Up
23   Kiss Em Peace (feat. Young Thug)
24   Fox 5 (feat. Gunna)
25   Cold World
26   She Know (feat. Lil Baby)
27   Wavy (Remix) [feat. Travis Scott]
28   Traplanta
29   Don’t Stop (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)
30   Hibachi (feat. Young Thug)
31   Repaid
32   Heartbreaker
33   Twisted (feat. 42 Dugg)
34   Grandparents
35   Zaza (feat. Future)
36   Why
37   Here



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