Ca$his - Stunna - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] Walkin' off of Vicodin, somethin' Xanax, I'm likin' it Take a couple pumps of the coach, now I can write again Hennessey thrown up on the floor, OG I'm lightin' it Takin' wax dabs till I'm certified higher shit Jordan, I'm supplyin' to many ballas admirin' Forever be alive to any sucka who tryin' him Why's it them are liars, despising these phony guys This side of me, I survived, thanks to Marshall I'm alive Ain't your business, why G-O-D stay on my side Though I'm gettin' high, livin' real until I die In my sinners life, no regrets, I get it right Before they out my lights, changed man, a sacrifice So I never quit, fuck you bitch I hold my stripes And I'm a lunatic, who gives a shit, let's die tonight And mourning might do for my song, will I get sniped Slaughter if you want, bet a part of me, I'll go to Christ [Hook] Summer on to summer, I'm a gunna I'm tryna mind my business, you can run up if you wanna It's money over bitches, yeah I'm always on the come up And niggas hatin' on me I'm a mothafuckin' stunna, a stunna [Verse 2] Lately, I go crazy and my lady ain't gon' save me And neither of my baby's, euthanasia for me, baby These niggas ain't gon' break me, these niggas ain't gon' break me Swear to God if you hatin', pussy you will never break me I fell back to the samie I been givin' niggas lately When I spray y'all with the K rounds, till you lay down almost shakin' I can't say I'm in the dark cause I was there but niggas blazin' I shot everything, Plaxico, Caijian, I'm not a racist I stare in baby's faces, fuck their momma till they cave in She givin' me the pussy but I'm fuckin' like I take it Make it, face it, a problem, I'm waitin' patient for all you Who give a fuck about stripes, one day is what they call you Bitches shuttin they cell and I'm sayin' sacrifice all you But racin' to be the greatest, I pray to God one won't call you Catch me in the mall with my pistol I'm ballin' on you Worse than before, I'm even more realer, Coppo's the motto, model [Hook] Summer on to summer, I'm a gunna I'm tryna mind my business, you can run up if you wanna It's money over bitches, yeah I'm always on the come up And niggas hatin' on me I'm a mothafuckin' stunna, a stunna
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