Philthy Rich - 24 Hours - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

17.11.2017

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[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] They say I'm actin' different, no I'm stackin' different Free my nigga Chic', he was young and scandalous with it I move swift 'cause the feds tryna shackle niggas They'll let 'em touch down just to tackle niggas I'm 'bout pushin' forward, never bending backwards nigga If life a book, this the level up chapter nigga More money, bigger ice, smaller circles Just some loyal niggas and some killers that'll merk you If you hustle hard, ice your wrist, you deserve to Tell them begging niggas that's complaining you should earn too Didn't know how to mix blow, but I learned to Then my little stacks, you should've seen what it turned to Most nigga had handouts, I had to cash out When I copped to move forward on my cash route But it all paid off in the end When they ship sunk, I was good, I knew how to swim [Chorus: Team Eastside Peezy & Philthy Rich] We got the same twenty-four hours in the day (it's Philthy nigga) Stop wasting time, nigga get paid (ayy do that) Got a dime on me that I just made (I do) Got a dime on me that I just made [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] Meek told me to these rap niggas I'm a threat (he did) See they don't want to let me in but bitch I'm up next (it's Philthy ho) These niggas all bitches, no Cotex (pussy) My bitch hangin' up minks, no coat checks (designer) See we be jumpin' off flights so we can catch the fight (huh?) Ten thousand for these seats to watch Floyd tonight (Money Team) These all VS1's, them moissanites (bust down) Tell that nigga tag his jeweler so we know it's ice (Philthy) Ayy yeah I fuck with the D, that's a known fact (what up though) Nigga stop gettin' fronted, get your own pack (ayy do that) This grown man money, got my own sack (the money man) Nigga never keep the work where your home at (uh-uh) That broke shit you talkin', I ain't on that (broke nigga) That foreign that he drivin', he don't own that (foreign) They said that his big homie loaned that (is that right?) I'm just happy that we got Dame and Mone back, it's Philthy [Chorus: Team Eastside Peezy] We got the same twenty-four hours in the day (same twenty-four) Stop wasting time, nigga get paid (get on it) Got a dime on me that I just made (ten thousand) Got a dime on me that I just made [Verse 3: Team Eastside Peezy] Ayy, I ain't fall off, bitch I fell back (bitch I fell back) I ain't graduate, I had to sell crack (workin') Pullin' off the dealership in Hellcats (vroom) Nigga play with me and get his head cracked (far) Eastside bitch, we grind in black Dickie fits (all winter) From underdog to top dog, I know these niggas pissed (niggas hurt) Rap niggas talkin' shit that they ain't really did (lyin') How you sellin' bricks but you ain't got nowhere to live (that's crazy) Blow a bag when I feel 'cause I been savin' (stackin') I don't listen to these niggas 'cause they been hatin' (pussy nigga) You see this chain around my neck, this bitch hittin' ain't it (shinin') Nigga get up out your feelings and go get some paper [Chorus: Team Eastside Peezy] We got the same twenty-four hours in the day (same twenty-four) Stop wasting time, nigga get paid (get on it) Got a dime on me that I just made (ten thousand) Got a dime on me that I just made We got the same twenty-four hours in the day (get on your hustle) Stop wasting time, nigga get paid (playin') Got a dime on me that I just made (ten ball) Got a dime on me that I just made (yup, yeah) [Verse 4: Mozzy] I just hit for twenty K in all blues Killers in the venue when we fall through I'm just tryna see what baby jaw do Double cup styrofoam full of dog food Show up with my shooters, making sure we straight That backend is mandatory, think he owe me eight All these damn grams make the donkey break Bust it down, poppin' pimples in the Rollie face Crucify the jeweler if the Rollie fake Foreign filthy, pulled up on me in that holy Wraith Your block ain't activated 'less your corner shake Tuckin' spitters in my jaw, nigga stomach ache You run the play and run it back, that's how you run it up Cut the back off the Caddy, we came to fuck it up I'm in the back of my neighbors, they tryna cut for somethin' Mama please do me this favor and put the sonnet up
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