Rick Ross & Birdman - Betty Stout - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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Indictment take a life line to take a lifetime For them legal fees, your money better be like mine The feds offer 20, he was still in denial Went to trial lost it, tried to cry but couldn't make a sound In that minute take a life line to take a lifetime For them legal fees, your money better be like mine The feds offer 20, he was still in denial With the trial lost it, tried to grab it but couldn't make a sound Choking out the facts, eyes full of tears The moment his only son just got his cell 50 years And the game don't stop, baby mama still fuck The discovery fit an angel, would've killed, fuck Now you can't cry, you're through your old flicks Brother on your daddy's side now fucking your main bitch Appeal been denied, no fulfillment in life It's the life of the party popping pills in the night Now it's 5 by 7, knives and weapons, lies and deception Lose your life in this sector See the game, what's the price High rolling was the dice Money like a motherfucker, shot 'em all night Situation bad, pistol on his ass Come up hard, we had to mash on the gas Muscle was the come up, game was the struggle Came from nothing, made something into bubble Hit it real big just for the hustle Got a lot of it on another level The pressure's juice, what's the price, your loving life We did it right and got rich up on the hot lights Aren't you the hustle, new above the times So we did it a little time, got back up on the grind New about the soldiers, brace from the soldiers Gave 'em all the game, how to be a high roller Dump the fucking people with this presidential sight Got a bitch that night, put her on the same flight The same type of nigga that would put it in her life Talk from the old G to head five stripes You is just a fiend just like a dope fiend, shoot up in your veins Lick it clean with a triple beam Higher than life, lean on a candy slayer Take a shot, what's jumping off the duffle bags See the game, what's the price High rolling was the dice Money like a motherfucker, shot 'em all night Situation bad, pistol on his ass Come up hard, we had to mash on the gas Muscle was the come up, game was the struggle Came from nothing, made something into bubble Hit it real big just for the hustle Got a lot of it on another level We the biggest hustlers in the game Rick Ross, Birdman, DJ Khaled
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