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Kevin Gates
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Die Bout It
Till a patted wagon pull up and coffles my My pants second I'm double cup South side hustle inside Hustle outside I don't give a fuck I might be up you won't get it up You won't show dice with a deuce at me In the club are like 30 bands Going hard till I prove something Going lie on him he vibes on him Niggers lie up on it I'm fly up on him My lid niggers on my corner They rap too they trap too Pull up all day you know the roll way With a road play bap bap you Beat so unbrand just call me Uptown beveling Jerry look at my Brother's spike no talking Bring alders on pass by your house Symbol feeling like August Pulling up on murder street My uncle's clutching revolvers Hear anything about how this feel You play with that I'll be off it Pull the years in rap person got in the game All the more I'm dullin Bitch you know I'm bulking Lay us all late Slip my feeling like solider She thinking she special Paid her told her get the step and recall it
I ain't got shit to do but cook her like I was from the jail These niggers lying in their rhyme You can stop pretending My past sagging in this bitch Don't give a fuck who feel me And if you disrespect me nigger You gonna have to kill me Bitch Imma die about it Nigger Imma die about it I'm form where niggers get it on We don't cry about it You say our nigger disrespect you Nigger write about it I know some pissy nigger scared Probably ripe off it
I get thrown water at the end of my show Catch him o a rebound....what I throw 20 bands 30 bands 40 bands 50 bands Get'em captured, get'em splattered Pull the traffic bought that action Up there up there Little shuttle give a fuck Niggers fall where I come up to talk that shit Shoot to kill don't discuss that Done that fuck that fuck that fuck that... Take a picture from my car I mean dick puller meat beater I met yo mom you had a good life 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I fuck with yo dog I don't fuck with you Soon as dead nigger went to jail You start doing things that a busta do You don't know how to keep the street Reason why? You not s street nigger My awkward mama grandmother thugging In the streat real street nigger Boy you look disgusting You look ugly plain dirty dusty dingy ...
I ain't got shit to do but cook her like I was from the jail These niggers lying in their rhyme You can stop pretending My past sagging in this bitch Don't give a fuck who feel me And if you disrespect me nigger You gonna have to kill me Bitch Imma die about it Nigger Imma die about it I'm form where niggers get it on We don't cry about it You say our nigger disrespect you Nigger write about it I know some pissy nigger scared Probably ripe off it
Me a stroke and a car by myself You know we just there holding in Me a stroke and a car by myself You know we just there holding in You know nigger I was telling it was nothing So now I say my sidling bitch You know you whole move by yourself I hold the entourage into yearn That's a sign of weakness You know a real Vic will sit back and look at niggers That look like weakness
I ain't taking no distrust Nigger man I'm just staying on fate Nigger I keep the street I talk about Nigger caught feelings What a bitch would do I keep her so Just know that what you do a bitch Go do what you want to Use a renegade The worst thing you can get in a nigger hard bitch Is rejection And the hoes love attention You ain't got to have a pussy to be a hoe A hoe is just somebody that want attention from another man Nigger a lot of hoes with dicks out here Right now you know me Keep that thing all the way street Nigger I'll be listening to these niggers talk my game Grinding in shining grinding in Kevin Gates for president all the way
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