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Fedy Cheese

Fed-X

Drug War

74

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[INTRO: sample] "Look what they've done to my song ohh," "Look what they've done to my song....." [Cash talking] Yeh, ya boy man fedy what's up? Yeh, ha, stay feelin' the feelin' Sit back and push off to this [Verse 1: Cash] My cody get the doughy we blaze it and then cough it Waitin' but I basically Jake Plummer the offence Like hold up wait I'm greater in the pockets now Sendin' all my blessin' to ya section fore I lock ya down My profit is crazy the error that I offset Fucka we ain't talked yet until a nigga talkin' cheques They call me Cash and I ain't never been a counterfeit Seduce you wid the two shot semi a nigga bound to hit I'm bound to twist up dummies and leave 'em mummy wrapped Couple to ya importin' areas you ain't comin' back A hundred stacks a month'll make you a millionaire So twelve months and I bet you that I feel it playa Don't play around wid my money I'll make a mess of ya Separate ya body they'll be lookin' for the rest of ya Believe what I tell ya my rap is true story Like the seventeen Glock ten and them two forties [HOOK] It's the dopegame mob figaz Both click mob niggas Fedy want 'em hit so I'm gon' do the job nigga Benz wagon bubble eyes I ain't like these other guys Husalah fightin' cases but I'm still movin' pies (2x) [Verse 2: 100 Proof] Man all I know is what I do all I do is what I know Push drugs leave vitims bleedin' I'm strong but sometimes I feel that shit be eatin' Me alive through my heartless body My niggas ride like Marcus Garvey Dealin' wid carbon copies of myself Thinkin' they walkin' in my shoes but they're beyond themself Hundred Proof's on some other shit can't explain in one verse The man I became it won't burst But basically I'm nothin' like you suckas You niggas is all alike I saw the light wid righteous brothers Now I can tell the difference quick Wanna check up on my niggas when they wrapped up in some shit Stupid at that, yo I didn't know money was doin' like that Now I'm here, but don't nobody wanna believe that Hundred's increasin' fuck is the secret Y'all ain't had it all on no G shit Swallow that weak shit cause everything y'all follow I lead it Ya game's been passed down and passed down It sounds thrash now y'all niggas better talk than achieve it [Verse 3: Fed-X] See I'm a hustler, hustler hustler Fifty States mister corporate in a Phantom wid a chaffeur They try the dope-uh, the coke they smoked up The god's in the buildin' if I move they fold up I'm in a custom, Bentley so fuck 'em The lord done pushed off in whips V-dozen Can you trust him? Debiassi in jet planes money in the bank baby Coke in duct tape we flip we holdin' weight baby It's the king of the mob big cigars Fifty cals on the hip of my goons we move hard, we move hard Vests on the chests of dudes that spit bars at ya fitteds for real You know ya soul's in the hand of the boy baby I'm on a yacth wid a glass in the air and ya lady [HOOK] 2X [OUTRO: sample] "Look what they've done to my song ohh," "Look what they've done to my song....."
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