Death Grips - Blackjack - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

26.04.2011

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[Intro & Background] (Always keep my) (Always keep my) (Always keep my) (Always keep my) [Verse 1] How I ride, why I ride, never really had to try I, I, I ... eeuuhh Never mind that (Black jack) Needle to the mainline junk prepared in a head that Never came up for air Fallin' apart, can't get a grip Dont give a fuck if I did Way shit goes It'll be just fine Oh, oh, oh How to rob men blind [Refrain] (Can't do a thing but fold) Yeah watch that (Can't do a thing but fold) Yeah watch that (Can't do a thing but fold) Yeah watch that Can't do a thing ... (Black jack) [Bridge 1] Comin' from that hit me until Twenty one makes Your chips mine Black jack don't trip You got the bill Twenty one shots to your grill [Verse 2] Bow down or die everytime I slap them things Flat black chains rattlin' Shawshank the box Can't be contained Man came to pick the lock Empty the vault And leave no trace Sleep don't wake Hit 'em low and keep rollin' to the beat no breaks Slow it down then accelerate To hell it's cake Like sellin' weight No middle man Made bitch mistakes (Blackjack) High king, ace, to knees the place put down by G's raisin' the stakes You know what's up Straight How the fuck is that? (Blackjack) You know what's up Straight [Bridge 2] But don't forget to watch this Tongue push bankroll off my lips Who the hell are you legit? What the fuck you think, man? Shit (Blackjack) (Always keep my) [Verse 3] No need to count the deck I own it Drop that Lead chin check To your dome it's on black Respect me zone or get caught back-handed leather strap hit you so hard knocked flat broke by a bloke with that golden contact glove hold the smoke Of most high fire bon tap tap (Can't do a thing but fold) Yeah, watch that [Refrain] (Can't do a thing but fold) Yeah watch that (Can't do a thing but fold) Yeah watch that (Can't do a thing but fold) Yeah watch that Can't do a thing ... blackjack [Bridge 2] But don't forget to watch this Tongue push bankroll off my lips Who the hell are you legit? What the fuck you think, man? Shit (Blackjack) (Always keep my) [Outro] You know whats up Straight How the fuck is that.. (Blackjack) Blackjack, don't trip you got the bill Twenty one shots to your grill
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