Текст песни Ghetto Mafia - Fool I Got Yay
Ghetto Mafia - Fool I Got Yay слова песни
(chorus 2x)Fool I got yayStraight from the dec on a grindin` dayLate night I hit the hemp fold of greensRight back to the trap serving fiends(verse 1: Wicked)Check the eyes of a ragin` savageFuck my bitchFuck OprahFuck marriageGet it in goldDon`t ask Wicked for shitI`m over charging these niggas for this blowned up shitThose punk-ass niggas in the hood want his cash back(Man y`all know you overcharged for dat count of wax(?)) I can`t tell NinoThey`ve added `em up like burnouts(Just some punk-ass niggas who put the word out)I`m the judge I`ve got a grudgeI`m holdin` courtGonna finish you niggaGonna raid your fortEvidently y`all don`t know I`m irregular Not your average dope dealer, burgularSee I got yay so I`m in it for a minuteDamn Columbians look to fuck they own businessI send a shoutout to my niggas in the cellsFallen Gs, broke niggas, and head swellersSee y`all are bitches and the jury can came with ease(?)All the cars in cribs can`t fade my cheese Last night I had a talk with the devilHe said, "Wicked(!) take this game to another level"In my mind ain`t no peace but the 9That`s why I stay ever on the grindGrind in Decatum every dayFool I got yay(verse 2: Wicked)Fool I`m climbin`Straight grindin(Gangsta!)Still risin`I got my first 20 Gs at seventeenAnd fuck a Benz I had a Chevy and Maclean`s(?)All them years in the hood I turned them GsSucked the life from the hood like some fleasShit was cool `till we blew upYeah, and now them faces are curious where we grew upWent from Jag to Jetta, Jetta to hooptieSo them punk-ass cops wouldn`t detect meI flipped an H(?) so I could fold and give double-upsMy hip is blown(?)I can`t sleep uncovered upI had to jump out the hood for several reasonsBitches were snitchin`Niggas were schemin`And Ghetto Mafia was under inditementOne from the fedOne from the president(chorus)(outro)