Текст песни Dade County - Quey
Aye
Haha
Mann
I
swear
I
don't
know
what
the
fuck
I
be
wanting
to
say
when
I
come
in
on
these
shits
So
I
just
talk
my
shit
like
I
do
anyway
ya
heard
me
Haha
But
don't
get
twisted
Nigga
like
me
I
walk
it
how
I
talk
it
Nigga
try
me
And
you
know
I
get
to
sparking
Y'all
know
What
you
mean
Y'all
know
what
the
fuck
going
on
with
my
team
You
know
I'm
from
the
crib
So
ima
jook
on
this
bihh
That's
the
trey
oh
five
Don't
you
ever
forget
It's
a
Bunche
Park
Goon
Whenever
you
see
me
That's
274
You
know
I'm
BPG
Let
me
know
who
want
beef
Uber
eats
I
deliver
Was
a
vet
in
the
game
Even
as
a
beginner
Patience
is
a
virtue
I
just
had
to
wait
my
time
Now
they
hate
to
see
me
shine
Cause
I
have
em
going
blind
Man
I
think
they
lost
they
mind
Ha
ha
What
you
mean
Yes
I'm
from
the
crib
Be
specific
BPG
Opa
Locka
Goon
If
you
ask
about
me
Bunche
Park
stomping
grounds
Yea
I'm
out
there
on
that
swing
Kicking
it
I'm
out
there
on
that
field
playing
ball
After
that
I'm
in
the
field
Tryna
go
and
get
it
all
Gotta
go
and
get
the
pack
Primetime
run
it
back
If
they
say
I'm
on
the
play
That's
a
quarterback
sack
now
Quey
in
the
building
Getting
loose
Tell
me
what
you
mean
Cause
you
know
that
I'm
the
truth
Real
ass
nigga
When
I'm
in
and
out
the
booth
But
you
know
what
it
is
Whenever
I
come
thru
Cause
I
come
thru
nigga
With
the
one
two
If
anybody
got
a
problem
Then
it's
fuck
you
You
ain't
know
you
know
now
This
is
what
I
do
Ima
real
ass
nigga
What
about
you
Tell
me
who
the
fuck
are
you
Bitch
I'm
from
the
crib
305
living
and
you
know
just
what
it
is
Dade
County
til
I
die
Motherfucker
no
lie
I'm
BPG
all
the
way
to
sky
That's
274
That's
all
I
know
Bunche
Park
Goon
Knocking
at
your
front
door
Nigga
who
want
beef
(Who
want
it)
Come
see
me
It's
Quey
on
the
beat
Going
hard
for
the
streets
Motherfuckers
it's
me
Growing
up
In
Dade
County
Better
ask
about
it
Seen
a
lot
dead
bodies
I
done
lost
a
couple
homies
To
the
chain
gang
I
done
lost
a
couple
homies
To
that
damn
flame
That's
why
I
keep
that
tool
with
me
Not
under
the
seat
If
you
see
me
in
that
car
Best
believe
it's
in
my
reach
If
you
catch
me
at
that
red
light
Then
you
know
that
you
dreaming
My
homie
got
caught
there
Them
shots
went
the
ringing
Now
we
at
his
funeral
His
sister
she
singing
Momma
going
crazy
crying
out
She
can't
believe
it
Lil
brother
strapped
up
Blood
in
his
eyes
Say
he
found
out
who
did
it
Bout
to
take
em
by
surprise
Left
that
suit
on
Cause
it's
business
He
say
he
lost
his
feelings
But
want
them
to
feel
this
Now
he
in
the
streets
Moving
like
the
reaper
And
his
Phone
turned
off
So
can't
nobody
reach
him
Lost
his
brother
So
he
heartless
Roaming
round
town
Identified
his
target
He
done
turnt
up
He
is
no
longer
Clark
Kent
Hoodie
on
Superman
Now
he
bout
to
spark
shit
Ran
into
the
house
Out
there
feeling
like
he
Rambo
Let
them
shots
ring
Til
he
ran
outta
ammo
Man
this
Dade
County
And
this
just
how
we
be
living
What
happen
to
Lil
homie
Man
he
ran
into
his
ending
Once
again
his
sister
singing
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