Текст песни Nickel (5 cents) - $well feat. Kell Visuals & 17Chris

Run a Nickel in the field
Receiver with no quarterback
Took her to the whorehouse
Daddy asking where his daughter at
Niggas smoked like swisher sweats
I'm hungry
Where we order
Niggas said it's beef with me
But nigga I ain't order that
Philly boy been in them streets
Gone wash the stain like laundromat
Actors steady bapping
Niggas Jerry we ain't cool with rats
Take the game and marry
Got the world of weight
Up on my back

Bro was steady swerving
In that Johnny
Tints and all black
Bitches give da brain
Just like a zombie
Here's lil snack
Seen em by that corner
He a goner
That's where niggas lack
Switch just like a bitch
Or like my weapon
That's how niggas act
Gerber
Baby niggas wanna feast

He need some Similac
I'm dope just like the Coke
That's in the nose but I neva crack
White boy been off his toes been
Saying try it
I ain't inna that
Smoke just like a Jew
What Hitler do
He said these niggas gassed
Fresh just like a boldie
What he want
Well this that cancer pack

Hit me fa the lo
They keep on asking
I ain't sending it
In the blood
These niggas bathing
Take your life we ending it
Slow move like molasses
Niggas evil
Crime syndicate
Pop em like some Molly
OxyContin
Niggas feigning

Walking by the k
Where all the niggas shake
And bodies leaning
Momma asking questions
Told the truth I didn't mean it
Shit I gotta do
Is just the way we live
For reasons
In the field like Kaepernick
Fuck white supremacy
I'm kneeling
Alphabet still mad about the jokes
That's up on Twitter ha
Looking at my phone
I seen my page
And now my Twitter hacked

Made a new page
Cuz I ain't begging
For my Twitter back
Calling all the goons to the block
We need are hittas back
Smoke from out this Cajun
Face the blunt
Until I'm Asian ya
Guns and lots of problems
Load it up that's the equation
Cops pulled by the block
And questioning
What's the occasion
Snitches steady chatting
When they took em to the station
Ugh

Booty throwing bitches
With Jamaicans
And them Haitians
Ride just like a wagon
Shit she dragging it's amazing
Like an alcoholic
Bitch you know that imma chaser
Fuck that lil bitch
She keep on pushing
Ain't persuasive
Walked inside his crib and took his shit
This home invasion

Gotta keep the Drake
But stay uncharted
Like I'm Nathan
In and out his head
Like I'm Freddy
But I'm Jason
Smoking on this gas
But you know that this
That Zaza pack
Hit her one time
Niggas know I ain't go
Tryna get the low
Bitch you dumb
Know I ain't sending that
Aye J why the bending that
Ion know but we sending that

Hop inside the V
Go see some bitches
Yeah we humpin
Bitch keep asking
Can she see the Glock
She wanna see something
I think this bitch dumb
She don't know
It got a button
Tap it one time
This shit shoot
Rapid over nothing

In and out them V's
They ain't know $well was coming
And that nigga active
He just ran through 30 buttons
I got this one nigga
He'll swipe the card for nothing
Bring it back 10k
Ask the family do they want something
Bought his mom a Benz
Cuz she said that she ain't want nun

I jump on the track
And start balling like a Laker
Ya bitch on my dick so
I mind as well just take her
I ain't got no time
To be worried bout a hater
And my money always long
Cuz I'm all about my paper
Switch this shit up
I'm just like a flame
I get it lit up
Remember I was broke
Ain't have a dollar
I could give up
When I'm in the room
All you bitches better sit up

And now I'm doing numbers
Like a dope boy with good luck
Now run it back
Niggas in the field
Like a running back
He could never walk me down
Cuz nigga I don't ever lack
Quick to cut her off
Ion never cut these bitches slack
So now I'm in my bag

You niggas is ass
Easy-ass bitches
Getting broke down like some glass
Ion play these games
I ain't even tryna brag
Got some slimy-ass hoes
Yeah this shit be really sad
Gotta get it off my chest

Like I'm bench pressing
Got this nigga smoking on the bench
Fuckin stressing
Niggas still be rumbling
But they rather use a Wesson
I be getting cheese
So it's time I started flexing
And we gon keep on pushing
Til we catch this fuckin blessing.
From the struggle

Niggas never ever
Played it fair with me
Niggas acting hard
But it don't be really scaring me
I be getting bread like some wheat
Like I'm Sara Lee
Like I'm from the mental institution
Don't stare at me

My youngins ran the track
Man you niggas really weak
If I catch a opp
Pussy nigga getting beat
You is not gang
You can't fucking hang with me
Like you on a tree
This ain't what you need
Ain't what you gone see
Where you wanna be
Niggas talking shit ugh
We gone smoke em ugh

Smoke em like a swisher
Ugh
Imma get em ugh
Agh
Breaking shit
Like mommas pitcher ugh
In the kitchen ugh ugh
I be whipping ugh ugh
Niggas talking bout some chicken
We got dinner
Ugh ugh
With the

With the shits like I'm
Boutta fight
Strapped nigga
Like a maw-fuckin dyke
Nigga I don't play fair
Nigga I don't care
Nigga imma smoke you
Like some fucking vapor
Bitch ain't a hero
Aint no saver
Smoke a nigga like
Im mawfukin racccinnnggg

Ayyyyyy
Ayyyyy
And my niggas just ran shit