Dag Savage - F.U.P.M - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

04.02.2014

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[Intro\Hook] Don't you act up, 'cuz you ain't crazy Niggas in the hood like, fuck you pay me We grind daily, through the background Suckas talking tough, 'till somebody got shot down [Verse 1 - Johaz] Top of the world, top of the pile Become one with the universe on top of the clouds Niggas talking like they king, we 'gon stomp on their crown Is there a doctor in the house, 'cuz its an officer down Jeweler the (?), gotta get cash Get my hands up on this paper, 'fore the economy crash Oh you a thug life actor with a sodomy past Making rappers think (?) in a (?) bag Savage the land, damage the surface i mean Beheading these devils, and battling serpents it seems You cry in the night, but nobody hears 'ya screams You're reaching for God, but devils done cursed your dreams You feel the pain like an Advil, and wipe the blood of your hands, and then your mans kill [Bridge] And right before you say goodnight, i pray that he has mercy on your soul [Hook x2] [Verse 2 - M.E.D] Dollar bill, drug dealer, slums, hate build here Big gum, thrust your four-wheelers in the windmills Miller beer cheers, and the veal only fears jail- And late bills, oh, (?) finger nail Hair done, check from the county should of been here Attitude- just write it from my living room view Music's like a therapy group, troubled youth (?) conspiracies, and audio boost Move crowd with a (?) Cash rules, who think not- Pop screws loose in your (?) Ox the city, not the bebe shot If any problems, I poke 'em like, (?) Cost ya my honesty, but they know He just a remix in the same song, play slow Oh, yea Before you go- [Bridge] [Hook x2] [Verse 3 - Rass Kass] Niggas coming at me sideways just to rap on their beat But they ain't holla at the kid when i was flat on the street No tip, no whips, I was trapping in heat But got the nerve to get mad 'cuz i ain't rapping for free? Now- you on some (?) shit, tryna guilt me on some "We can bring the west back" shit But i remember you, got Hollywood as fuck Popping bottles in the club, and way too good to say "Whadup?" Yo, so i left it at that And i ain't never been a hater I was thinking congrats But if a nigga want beef, homie speak with the gat Dangerous , sign language leave you leaking your (?) Fuck eating with rats, and snakes I'm speaking the facts I'm like black lumber jacks, the way i creep with the axe On Exile tracks [Bridge] [Hook x2]
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