Текст песни 7.62 - YFN Lucci
Pipe
that
shit
up
TnT
Dmac
on
the
fuckin'
track
I
say,
uh,
oh,
yeah,
look
In
the
back
of
the
Benz,
I
just
got
it
painted
The
grill
gold-plated,
my
crib
still
gated
But
we
ain't
used
to
have
not
a
dollar,
who
gon'
take
it
Robberies
in
Grand
Theft
Auto,
I
can't
fake
it
They
told
me
don't
be
trippin'
about
it,
I
can't
save
it
A
whole
lotta
bring
problems
But
if
a
nigga
play,
we
gon'
get
him
murdered
tomorrow
Wanna
see
me
demonstrate?
'87
tea
top
Cultey,
put
it
on
the
interstate
Solitaire,
DO,
they
can't
even
see
my
face
These
hoes
they
want
me
to
chase
I
don't
keep
my
sneakers
laced
I
don't
ride
[?]
my
key
can't
go
to
no
valet
Flew
my
cars
out
to
LA
I
saw
so
many
posin'
and
bitch
we
gon'
need
to
vacate
We
been
off
for
some
decades
Look,
smokin'
grade
A,
but
in
school
I
got
low
grades
Get
that
boy
a
box
of
perfume,
he
got
[?]
Look,
throw
that
boy
a
7.62,
we
don't
throw
shade
I
hope
everyone
don't
hit
you,
not
partly
Look,
I'ma
die,
in
these
Cuban
links,
I
feel
like
[?]
Walk
through
'em,
want
me
to
call
through,
that's
a
role
Look,
what
you
gonna
do
when
the
money
through,
shorty
Don't
keep
tellin'
me
what
you
gon'
do
for
me
Okay,
yeah,
only
talk
about
shit
that
I
go
through,
I
ain't
phony
You
gon'
do,
what
The
Who,
I
ain't
homie
Lab
man,
he
got
[?]
by
the
I
ain't
no
cappin',
I
spent
you
advance
on
little
homie
We
gon'
get
it
[?]
we
don't
land
til
the
morning,
huh
Matter
fact,
gon'
hit
'em
up
while
I'm
performin',
huh
I
just
got
another
grill,
call
me
George
Foreman,
huh
I
just
got
another
mil'
and
I
ain't
even
hungry,
huh
Are
you
niggar,
do
it,
bitch
you
worser
than
a
woman,
huh
Anybody
get
it
nigga,
show
me
my
opponent,
huh
I
be
in
the
newest
shit,
I
introduce
you
to
this
I
put
you
on
my
shooter
list,
fuck
it,
let
me
do
the
bitch
I
been
goin'
through
some
shit,
flip
out,
give
the
Juul
a
hit
On
the
one
like
Chris
child,
we
don't
sip
on
no
Christ
style
I
remember
ridin'
'round
in
that
bucket
When
we
was
in
that
Nissan,
they
didn't
give
me
nothin'
When
I
was
fucked
up
my
own
bitch
wouldn't
even
love
me
When
I
ain't
have
my
swagger
right
the
hoe
wouldn't
even
fuck
me
I
be
on
some
feed
the
fam
shit,
I
know
my
momma
proud
of
me
I
know
that
cuck
real
good,
I
just
can't
put
down
the
shit
I
do
it
real
big,
but
they
don't
acknowledge
it
Look
at
where
I
live
You
know
I
cash
that
on
it,
a
condo
and
a
crib
I
pay
more
than
1.5
for
it
Every
day
I
spend
some
shit,
every
thing
I'm
in
be
lit
Everything
I
thing
about
it,
I
be
tryna
spend
some
shit
Long
live
all
of
my
niggas
where
we
done
came
Hater,
I
gotta
talk
to
you
in
the
graveyard
1 650 Luc - Intro
2 7.62
3 I'm Gone (feat. Young Dolph)
4 Lonely (feat. Bigga Rankin)
5 Turner Field (Stadiums)
6 VVS
7 Are You Wit Me
8 Never Change
9 Nasty (feat. Trouble)
10 Trap (feat. Jeezy & T.I.)
11 Thug Holiday
12 Ride for Me (feat. Yungeen Ace)
13 Date Night
14 P.O.E.T.
15 All Night Long (feat. Trey Songz)
16 Big Ole (feat. YFN Fat)
17 Backend (feat. Trouble)
18 Sacrifices & Pain (feat. Derez De'Shon)
19 Care Man
20 Used To
21 Let Me Down
22 Skrrt Skrrt (feat. YFN Kay)
23 One Day (feat. Trouble)
24 200 Years - Interlude
25 America (feat. Bigga Rankin)
26 Pull up with a 100 (feat. Bloody Jay)
27 Paid in Full (Feat. Ink)
28 Let Me Know (feat. Rotimi)
29 Want It All (feat. Fabolous)
30 HIStory (feat. Bigga Rankin)
31 Shake Sumn (feat. City Girls & Yo Gotti)
32 No Ceilings
33 Wish Me Well Flow
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