Ken Rebel - RESURRECT - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] Wassup baby, its the mother fucking rebel I'm here with my nigga Vic'k I got Jedi editing, this track right now you know what I mean You know how we rebels move, we move in silence baby Too, not too much talking, just action You know what I'm saying My momma told me to tell y'all this shit though [Verse 1: Ken Rebel] Man, I said fuck all of my haters Labels reaching my danger And Big Vic'k carry that banger And if he spray you’re in my prayers Young nigga got a real bad attitude With gratitude, I'm blasting you Cause casualties, so casual, in the hood no snitching, no asking who Got labels calling my jack, and I'm only 18 So by the time I'm 23 I'll have a presidential Rolex in the crib of my jewels Middle finger to the school, and society Which nigga gotta live ????, rich nigga gotta sell his own property One eye, nigga watching me Huhhhh [Hook: Ken Rebel] Niggas don't know, we might move with that 4 (baby don't) Got a few haters, click clack, click clack, bang bang Might end on your door (baby don't) Huh, niggas don't know, we might move with that Wesson (baby don't) My presence is a blessing, and my rebels ?? like felons [Verse 2: Big Vic'k] Got these bitches up on my dick Niggas hating on me and shit Boy, that whootie juice got my lit Black four five, I keep on my hip Nigga don't trip or get lit like a bic For running your mouth, we running yo shit We duck tape your mom, we smacking your kids The regular shit, the life that I live (Hannnnn) So what it is, pop up where you live A hundred goon niggas, we bugging and shit The man day respect, while we running yo shit These niggas is lips only cause of they bitch I'm killing these dogs, but I'm no Michael Vick She running her mouth, we killing yo bitch [Hook] [Verse 3: Ken Rebel & Big Vic'k] Bitch I'm disrespectful, Vic'k show a nigga what the tech do Young nigga got no ???? doo, shit on the game like restroom Gold watch, gold chain, gold Glock, blow brain Resurrecting with ammo, bape camo like rambo Niggas better watch they back Move cocaine and crack Goonies might spray that gat, let a nigga act up, leave that nigga all black Hannnk Put the grip to your head, then I make yo bitch put her lips to my head You ain't getting no head, spitting homicide so you niggas is dead [Outro] Baby don't (x3) Baby don't ????, you know
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