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Lil` Flip and Z-Ro

Burbans & Lacs

286 3 часа назад

Текст песни Lil` Flip and Z-Ro - Burbans & Lacs

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[Lil` Flip]Rest in peace Big Mello, we gon miss you niggaMan I done lost so many homies, I need tissue niggaTaking million dolla pictures, me and all of my niggazIn three years, I plan to have stacks like JiggaAw naw hell naw man, y`all done up and done itWe chiefing like everyday, smoking bluebonic chronicI did it I done it, this rap beef you know who won itI`m five million worldwide, I got mo` moneyEurope paid me eighty G`s, for a hour showAnd any nigga would be a damn fool, not to goYou rap about Amsterdam nigga, I really beenAnd over there, you could get ten blunts for tenI smoke over and over again, God forgive meCause I`m a young thug, with tattoos in my skinFour hundred thousand dolla Benz, with my name on my rimsAnd when I pull up hoes be like, I know that`s him[Z-Ro]Sometime I flip in a cream Caddy, sometime I flip in a FleetwoodYou know the one with the platinum skin and the chrome spinning shoes, that fill the feet goodMight slide in my Dodge Intrepid, or the limousine tint over 83`s and fresh meatGarunteed to squeeze when enemies test me, I`ma empty the clip and reload againAin`t got no gal ain`t got no friends, only thing I give a damn about is my endsI wish Screw-Zoo was alive, so I could watch him make another Dub againI`m mad at the world fuck love again, cause my so called partnas think I`m cappingBitch I`ve earned the right to live the good life, y`all know how long I`ve been rapping[Hook - 2x]We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blueThat`s the only way we ride, chopping blades like ScrewI`m the King of the Clover, Z-Ro the Mo City DonAnd all we do is get money, (where I`m from)[Lil` Flip]You know, I`m thinking of a master planI got chrome fans, on my promotional vanI`m the new Liberraci, look at how this shit got meI fuck with D-Block, and the Dip Set posseMy spinners don`t stop, y`all rappers don`t shopCause your jeweler told me, you be wearing fake rocksAnd if I catch you in my hood homie, you can`t leaveCause I do niggaz like Fabolous, man they can`t breatheI got a trick up my sleeve, don`t ever pick up my weedAnd I don`t tell my hoes bye, I fuck `em get up and leaveAnd when I pass by the laws, I gotta switch up my speedCause my spider on the highway, doing 153[Hook - 2x][Z-Ro]Every morning I wake up, and give my praises to GodJust for letting me see another sunrise, cause sometime making it through the night is hardLiving in a place where cheering kills, cheering and police be the civilianLord I`ve been calling you so long, I wonder if you even hear meEven though I can call a whole heep a burdans, I know there`s a bunch of blessings as wellI remember when I had to sleep on benches, straight rob motherfuckers and leap over fencesIn a single bound, I wish my mama could see me nowAin`t no detectives trying to see me now, with no rival gangs trying to beat me downIt`s MTV and BET now, and ain`t no mo` regular weed ain`t nothing but the best herbWith a grandaddy size cup of codiene, straight eight over ice nigga yes sirI`m leaning like I need a V8, representing for the 3rd CoastLook respect the South, and we gon see straight see straight[Hook - 2x]

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