DJ Mustard - Intro - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

03.08.2010

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(Intro) It’s Lil' Snupe nigga I’m the motherfuckin freestyle king Mustard on the beat, ho Finna go and rip this bitch up Free my nigga C4 Yea, look look look look (Verse: Lil' Snupe) Check it, I said I only got a few homies hatin' ‘Cause it seems like all of you other niggas is changing I’m steady smoking blunts – that’s how I be maintaining Stay the same, bitch, I’m going out the same way I came in Ever since I got money people say I’m actin' funny But nobody was here when I ain’t had none in my stomach I only break bread with the ones who keep it 100 I fuck with you, I’m stuck with you nigga, that’s how I’m comin' I’m from a small city where niggas never achieve But now when they see me I make everybody believe I'm supposed to be chosen and I’m thanking God that I’m free Livin crazy, know my granny steady lookin over me But I gotta get it, I’m going hard in these streets Every night, studio session, killin all of these beats Body tired, some nights, I don’t even go to sleep But I can’t go to sleep, my whole squad gota eat Wake up, I’m blessed, straight kush no stress Thanking God for my success, my bitches say I’m the best I’m Charlie Brown in the flesh, can give a fuck bout the rest Been chasin after my dream, I’m runnin into a check I’m killin all of my features Music gets through the speakers I do this shit for Denisha, swear to God that I’m ether I’m in it and I ain't legal Niggas they better watch it Bitch I’m the hottest topic, I put that shit on my mama I'm hot, just call me lava, sick, I need a doctor Nigga we get it poppin', we shootin shit like a rocket Fuck around, grab the chopper, 223 heart stopper Shells they steady droppin, fuck everybody who watchin The Boogey Man in yo closet, turn his ass into a sausage Cased up like a socket, nigga it ain’t stopping For real nigga, you’d better chill nigga Fuck the deal nigga, we’ll run up in yo crib nigga That’s what it is nigga, we roamin Run up in yo crib, we in that bitch til the mornin' Put the guns in yo face, we want yo belongings I got them dogs with me and all them niggas foamin' Got yo bitch with you, then you won’t die lonely Shoot you in yo rib, while I’m invading yo crib Sayin give me this, give me that Need this, need that Seen it on the news the next morning was no feedback Jump on to my features, I be where the cheese at Getting high as the fuck, I’m askin where the weed at Dream Chasers over here, nigga we steady getting paper over here Going major over here Shout out to nigga Mustard for the fuckin beat I’m finna kill it, these niggas know that it’s for the streets A young nigga, I kill it boy, I be droppin heat I do this shit for my niggas locked up and deceased (Outro) Free my nigga C4 These niggas already know that I used to be broke but I be damned if I go back I said I’m on right now I’m fuckin bitches who be grown right now I'm steady smoking on that fuckin strong right now And my kush smellin straight like cologne right now, nigga You niggas can’t fuck with me nigga Wussup? Ketchup! Bye!
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