Ola Runt - 1500 Block текст песни

Текст песни 1500 Block - Ola Runt



Top Shotta, Mad Max
All black Hellcat
There they go
Hold on
Hold on, be quiet
Rrr
I took an oath when I was thirteen, started gangbangin′
By the time I'm twenty-one, I was hood famous
Slangin′ iron, we tryna switch keys off the beef
I showed more love than Valentine's, they still hated me
My cousin Tre got faith in me
Grand Theft high-speed, 12 wasted me
Felt like grandma was savin' me
Now she gon′ hold the gate for me
These niggas opps
When I see you in the trap, ′bout to pop
1500 block, they shoot at the cops
Pray to God, but my nigga Allah
'Fore you park, I′ma shoot at your car
Killing season
Glock got a dick, but it still'll show cleavage
Put him on the bench, he ain′t playin' no defense
Interrogation, I never told no secret
Big country, tryna pick up some pieces
I′m smokin' on zaza, that shit be sativic
Went on a lick and we did it strategic
Henchman headquarter, posted on Easton
Martin Luther how a young nigga speechin'
Took it back, so why you say it and you don′t mean it?
Night terror, I might pull up while you sleep
Hit his ass up, throw my gun in the creek
Ola, you′re a problem
Glizzy, blicky, and revolvers
Every state, I know a robber
Leave you drippin' like a sauna
Nigga got spinned and flipped
Put him on a plate, now a fork gettin′ dipped
Long live Syrup, pussy nigga got ripped
Real cowboy like a nigga got milk (Milk)
What you on? Where you at?
Drop your dot, I'm gon′ fetch
We on big dawg
Beast-mode when I'm pissed off
Flexin′, take that shit off
Nigga, it's a robbery
Thought I was stuck here in poverty
Fuck nigga shouldn't′ve even started me
Sandman, you′re still part of me
Two glizzies still a part of me
You was never breakin' laws with me
You was never breakin′ down with me
You was never sprayin' rounds with me
Now you wanna pop up out the blue (Pussy)
Push up on you dressed in all black,
You ain′t know what to do (Got on black)
He a rat, serve him rabbit food (Rabbit, you a rodent)
Ain't no initiation, we kill to recruit (Bodies)
That′s on P
ADVERTISING
I took an oath when I was thirteen,
Started gangbangin' (I was thirteen, nigga)
By the time I'm twenty-one,
I was hood famous (Peter rollin′, nigga, ten years, nigga)
Slangin′ iron, we tryna switch keys off the beef
I showed more love than Valentine's,
They still hated me (They still hated)
My cousin Tre got faith in me
Grand Theft high-speed, 12 wasted me
Felt like grandma was savin′ me
Now she gon' hold the gate for me (R.I.P.)
These niggas opps
When I see you in the trap, ′bout to pop
1500 block, they shoot at the cops
Pray to God, but my nigga Allah
'Fore you park, I′ma shoot at your car
Make it spit
Hop out the whip, put his body in the zip
Tweak mode ever since they killed Nip
Headfirst like I play for the Bills
Call the big homie, confirm the kill (I got him)
I'm in Pittsburg, where they known to steal (Pittsburg)
Sippin' lean up in my ginger ale (Ginger ale)
Money talkin′, call it gingerbread
Don′t eat the plate, it's a loaf on your head
Ride on my wave, it′s a boat in my bead
Deepthroat, I made your ho give me head
Eye color, I just tell 'em they red
Talkin′ to God about my devil ways
I'ma take him to the grave with me
I′m take him to the cage with me
Made somethin' out of nothin', that′s the slave in me
I was so broke, I would plot on the rich
Steel deuce, so better stay on your shit
Call of Duty with a knife on the stick
Gym board, hit a hike for a brick
Me and Cap made it off that nick (Cap, my brother)
200K, drop me off in the bricks (Two hundred)
Cap buster, told ′em go get the stick
Summerhill, at the store with the nicks
Wow, I feel like they Robinson
Batmobile, ridin' ′round with a carbine
These niggas weenies, compare it to sausage
These niggas actin', they want them an Oscar
Bitin′ my bars, these niggas imposters
Injure everybody, he need a new roster
Pipe your whole gang, you need some new shottas
All these sticks dirty, we need some new choppers
I took an oath when I was thirteen,
Started gangbangin' (I started bangin′ hard)
By the time I'm twenty-one, I was hood famous (That's on gang)
Slangin′ iron, we tryna switch keys off the beef (Oh)
I showed more love than Valentine′s,
They still hated me (They still hated)
My cousin Tre got faith in me
Grand Theft high-speed, 12 wasted me
Felt like grandma was savin' me (Grandma, I miss you)
Now she gon′ hold the gate for me (Every day)
These niggas opps
When I see you in the trap, 'bout to pop
1500 block, they shoot at the cops
Pray to God, but my nigga Allah
′Fore you park, I'ma shoot at your car
Your whip
Your whip gettin′ killed, killed
Everybody in it gettin' spilled, spilled
Everybody in it gon' drip
Shoot at your clothes, your drip
Everybody in it gon′ drip
Shoot at your clothes, your drip
Everybody in it gon′ drip
Shoot at your clothes, your drip



Авторы: Stanley Gabart, Jaree Jalon Jr Jackson


Ola Runt - 1500 Block - Single
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дата релиза
12-02-2020




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