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 #

detroit l-o - bullet proof bars كلمات الأغنية

[verse]

come on, let’s take a picture of this life we living
you see n_ggas work like slaves, just so they can make a living
you got b_tches buried in make_up, topped off with weave
thinking they about to get a single puff of this weed
without giving up some p_ssy, man these hoes need to stop it
girl you pulling my leg, you got me twisted like a bop it
i done opened many doors without the muf_cking key
yea n_gga you cool, but you ain’t cool with me
pull some sh_t up out the crate, k!lling all this new wack sh_t
fully equipped with the crack b_tch
in saks fifth, i gotta get mysеlf together
i slowly hit them cornеrs, sitting on that cadi leather
i ain’t got nothing left but my family and my brethren’s
of course i got the man that’s gon get me into heaven
i’m the jump cable to the hip hop engine
i give boosts while these n_ggas just boost, you need to listen
yea, i don’t know, who is raising these young n_ggas
run up on a n_gga, rob a n_gga for 1 figure
wanna be a gangsta so d_mn bad
now you in the joint, tryna keep these n_ggas out yo ass
raised in detroit, but i do the total opposite
than any other n_gga in my city tryna drop a whip
drop a grip, on a new mercedes and a diamond neck
focus on yo cheddar, when you look up you gon have respect
but it ain’t the cheddar that’s gon get n_ggas behind you
a motivating mindset, must i remind you
crazy how being a goon, n_ggas gas you up
but when it come down to a business play, n_ggas pass you up
now you looking sad as f_ck, tears hit yo collar
cuz you got more bodies than yo ass got dollars
and you think that you the sh_t because of that, lil busta
cuz without that gun, you a busta
and these n_ggas dead, gotta bury like that n_gga stephon
i’m the rawest n_gga that the motor city can find
chicken salad on the side with some honey dijon
she already know what’s up when that car seat recline
she ain’t in my range, so i gotta dog her, call me rover
four leaf clover, i get lucky with yo b_tch and then it’s over
cold shoulder
i got some cheese she thinking i’m a hero
plus the jeweler threw some ice on me, now he sub zero
don’t be a b_tch in this game or get b_tched in this game
can’t be clueless, some fluke, some switched, i’m the same
and these b_tches, you know i had to say something
on snapchat, looking at the camera, saying nothing
look up b_tch, get yo face up out yo phone
too late, by time you look up b_tch i’m on and i’m gone
feel the fury of a n_gga who so tired of goofy b_tches
make them feel sorry that they dipped, man that’s my intentions
[outro]

i’m sorry i had to give it to you like that but umm, this that real raw rap. i call that the triple r. you know what i’m saying man, but aye. the lost tape, 1.5 baby. so imma gon head and let ya’ll n_gga chill right here

- detroit l o

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغاني الشهيرة