Boldy James - Traction - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

15.10.2013

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Tekst piosenki
[Action Bronson] We rollin' back to back Different color Cadillacin' Pray the Lord, they don't put me in the paddy wagon If they do it be a long trip Boss shit, Boldy hold the four fifth Pull it, leave his body where the Pistons play Rock a mask like Richard Hamilton And hit the J But in Queens they call me Mookie Boobie put the tookie where she poopy If you see me then salute me, bitch! [Boldy James] Cuzzy quick to burn up the turnpike And skrrt on them dirtbikes A lot of outta towners got murdered the first night For try'na serve on the work site Ten bricks and a bitch Came jumped on the first bike I'm talkin' perched white Third base/3rd Bass, searchlight/Serchlite Got caught with another gun on my third strike I'm from Detroit so I call cot and run dice And I was crowned King Concreature from birth right Blocks [Action Bronson] We take em over with little resistance Vivid descriptions of urban living conditions Fiend balet, back block recitals [Boldy James] Park the phantom on the block Ghetto American Idol On a whim and a prayer I swear on a stack of bibles For this shit right here My dear handed me the title To the Rivier, lit the glass pipe with the lighter [Action Bronson] Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop I'm suited up in black attire, bitch [Hook] Time for some [2x] Time for some action Pre-cocked, one in the hole Blastin' Them nines, double action It's time for some action Street life, lights camera action Grind till you shine On your brights from your hazards Flash 'em, lights camera action Time for some [2x] Time for some action We got it all under control, traction [Action Bronson] Fuck around throw some fox on my bitch But still cop a sandwich from my ahks up the block No socks, in some concept Balances Split pea soup coupe dipped, no challengers This is grown man rap, you in the kiddie pool You still pissin' in that little urinal We burn the tree with a tinge of purple Flip work like a ninja turtle You ain't fuckin' wit' my inner circle Dreams of five girls laid up on the white bed My off white dick stretched across some dyke's head 5'8", the city on my back I'm jumpin' out the gym And dunkin' it on Shaq [Boldy James] Plug with the connect I hit him up on consignment If you spineless then squirm with the rest You can run and play hide and seek Until I pop up with that ninety Now that's what I call the return of the mac [Hook]
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