Текст песни Dat Sound Good (feat. Ab-Soul, Mac Miller) - Prhyme feat. Ab-Soul, Mac Miller
Dat
sound
good
right
there
I'm
just
a
- I'm
just
a
- Yeah
I'm
just
a
- I'm
just
a
-
(Dat
sound
good
right
here)
I'm
just
a
regular
chilling
with
thugs
and
legends
I
got
deceased
contacts
in
my
phone
I
never
delete
I
keep
my
cellular
plugged
into
Heaven
Somebody
nudge
the
reverend
Tell
him
I'm
selling
a
white
girl
like
I'm
Starbucks,
Uggs
and
leggings
All
of
these
hugs
and
kissy
emojis
killin'
my
foe,
G
All
of
these
soldiers
killin'
'em
for
me
I
told
her
I'ma
chill,
but
still
I'm
a
OG
Wish
I
could
go
back
in
time
and
keep
it
real
with
my
old
lady
I
asked
if
she'd
rather
deal
with
adultery
Or
would
she
rather
deal
with
my
cold
feet
That's
a
wild
question
May
the
best
man
win
and
may
I
be
the
best
man
that
I
can
be
Everywhere
I'm
at
but
my
wedding
Get
live
rounds
from
guns
that
are
gigantic
Cause
you
wouldn't
bow
down
like
the
front
of
the
Titanic
You're
gonna
die,
dammit
I'm
bringin'
drama
through
your
homicidio
like
I'm
tryna
say
"homicide"
in
Spanish
My
nigga
Joell
Ortiz
said...
I'm
in
tip-top
condition,
with
a
hustler's
ambition
I'm
sick
of
hip-hop,
I
should
be
in
the
damn
kitchen
Whippin'
somethin'
potent
for
the
chosen
clientele
All
the
smoke
that
I
inhale,
I'm
'posed
to
be
high
as
Hell
But
that's
a
twisted
figure
of
speech,
Hell
is
below
you
I'm
guaranteed
Heaven
before
I'm
beneath
the
soil
Toyin'
with
the
squad,
that's
how
you
get
sent
to
God,
dawg
You
know
it's
backwards
to
go
against
God,
dog
Whoever
gets
a
whiff
of
the
base
is
loaded
like
the
World
Series
Steve
Jobs
died,
now
the
world
Siris
(I
respect
you)
and
that's
serious
as
a
heart
attack
I'm
an
ancient
artifact,
we
question
if
your
art
is
fact
In
fact,
you
gassed
up
like
you're
hard
to
match
Leave
you
ablaze,
extinguish
your
remains
I'm
the
leader
of
this
game,
old
school
or
new
Old
Soul,
but
my
shoes
is
new
A
bunch
of
poison
in
my
blood
stream
Now
it's
gettin'
ugly,
I
must
be
another
junky
How
lucky
am
I
to
still
be
alive?
I'm
goin'
crazy
Bought
a
Mercedes
with
money
I
raised
for
Haiti
Abducted
Brenda's
baby,
sold
it
to
a
gay
couple
Take
drugs
too,
high
enough
to
juggle
with
some
space
shuttles
Your
worst
nightmare,
breathin'
all
the
white
air
Inhale,
exhale
(that
sound
good
right
there)
Yeah,
the
unforgettable
walkin'
bicentennial
man
Born
an
idea,
was
never
a
man
I'm
with
Ab-Soul
the
asshole,
Nickel
Nine
and
Preemo
Shit,
Larry
Fish,
he
brought
the
technicolor
dreamcoat
I'm
spittin'
on
the
face
of
evil
You
internet
rappers
with
no
matter,
I
delete
you
I
ain't
human,
more
a
movement
of
illusions
Live
from
confusion,
if
you
see
'em,
shoot
'em
(Boom)
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