a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

b.c.a mike - paid in full كلمات الأغنية

haaaa
gang
gang
gang

i slide thru your m_th_f_ckin city
2 glocks 2 drums b_tch look like some titties
headshot deadshot aim right at his fitted
i walk in the club and i’m clutching that smitty
i catch his ass lacking ian leaving no witness
pillow talk to a b_tch tryna blemish my image
wanna link up 5v5 no scrimmage
you speak on the gang and we upping them semi’s
you speak on the gang and we upping them poles
pull up to the club and we rocking the show
i’m sipping that tec got me moving real slow
but you know that i’m always clutching that pole
so run up on me and i’m upping the score
n_gga claim he shooter but that n_gga froze
n_gga said f_ck 12 but that n_gga told
n_gga say he in the streets but he really a hoe
tryna find big ealey yeah i be in the trap house
and i’m scr_pped with that glock and i’m counting them sacks down
feel like stanley get the f_ck off my grass now
and i’m f_cking your b_tch only want her from the waist down
and my n_ggas sliding we don’t need no playground
caught him at the corner store now he in the grave now
play with the gang you gone hear how that k sound
we slide on yo block and we let off a hunnid rounds
bca be the gang

aye

i tried to keep my cool but n_ggas steady testing me
these b_tches all deceived i can’t let em get the best of me
that codeine in my drank see nun but codeine when i pee
inhaling za the odor foul where the f_ck the referee
we take off his face we gone leave his ass slumped
smoking on gas sh_t smell like a skunk
breast cancer my pockets got hundreds in lumps
turn up at your party we get the sh_t crunk
you send off a diss ima throw you some bullets like brady
or you can robbed like grunk
gone off this drank in the whip while driving ms daisy
meditating like a monk
pop a x cause my ex b_tch mad she got dumped
my n_ggas gone step you run up you’ll get stomped
can’t f_ck with you n_ggas you n_ggas some punks
hit her from the back while i’m smacking her rump
swerving the scat off codeine like i’m drunk
the motor a beast got some bass in the trunk
you n_ggas is b_tches you n_ggas is chumps
you n_ggas my sons to you im big unc
one call dj he pull up with the pump
aye

2 choppas 4 titties this sh_t can wicked
lil b_tch can get d_ck but that p_ssy won’t l!ck it
rolling up gas and this sh_t kinda sticky
don’t try to run off bullets hit ya like ricky
realest around feel like i need a metal
i’m high as the f_ck you can’t get on my level
12 get behind me i stomp on the pedal
i need me a lot so for less i won’t settle
my city chaotic its always some sh_t
can’t trust a n_gga they really be sl!ck
chasing a bag no i never won’t quit
pull up to the mall spend some racks on a fit
come from the sip you know this sh_t can get muddy
i’m f_cking a b_tch while she f_cking her buddy
talking that sh_t
pull up… huggie
wet up your block make a whole lot of ruckus
can’t catch me lacking i stay on my pivot
hit em with 2 call that n_gga blake griffin
this clip 33 make me feel like i’m pippen
hit you and your mans just because you was with em
rolling up gas you know i’m smoking on diesel
hit from back then you know i’ma leave her
only exotic don’t f_ck with the reefer
posted in the jack better not f_ck with my people
i tried to keep my cool but n_ggas steady testing me
these b_tches all deceived i can’t let em get the best of me
that codeine in my drank see nun but codeine when i pee
inhaling za the odor foul where the f_ck the referee

- b c a mike

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغاني الشهيرة