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playerrways - la county bus كلمات أغنية

[intro]
gang
ayy
i’m in the la county bus with lifers in the cage
i’m burnt out, i got the set, hey, look at my face
haha, gang
rich paisa, gang
gang, man, what i say?

[chorus]
ayy, i’m in the la county bus with lifers in the cage
i’m burnt out, i got the set hit, look at my face
just stab me up before they say i told the whole truth
i swear a n_gga make me mad, money make him poof
ayy, i’m in the la county bus with lifers in the cage
i’m burnt out, i got the set hit, look at my face
just stab me up before they say i told the whole truth
i swear a n_gga make me mad, monеy make him poof

[verse 1]
ayy, them court dates got mе ween, hearin’ ‘nother cases
they got me fot, i’m in the streets on them other pages
i’m havin’ havin’, i’m a richies, cold gang member
you think we doin’ it right now, watch ’em in september
moncler bubbles with no member in december, choose
it’s ice chilly in that county, stay away from blues
rosary tats, you don’t need to wear a necklace on me
them court things we in filthy, it’s roaches by me
i ate some cold_ass bologna for my first time
and put that sh_t right back down, i’m tryna go diamond
i miss the steak and all that lobster, eatin’ cheerios
i’m thinkin’ ’bout my new course, sagged it ’til it totaled
i’m lookin’ at the wall, you don’t even let me call?
but i know court day, i’m gettin’ released on bond
back to the basics, i took an l, i’m back to one
i got a shaking white benz on just had one, gang
[chorus]
ayy, i’m in the la county bus with lifers in the cage
i’m burnt out, i got the set hit, look at my face
just stab me up before they say i told the whole truth
i swear a n_gga make me mad, money make him poof
ayy, i’m in the la county bus with lifers in the cage
i’m burnt out, i got the set hit, look at my face
just stab me up before they say i told the whole truth
i swear a n_gga make me mad, money make him poof

[verse 2]
gang, like i’m just tryna see the gang all up on my media
why the f_ck do they want beef when y’all guns is medium?
makin’ chilli off this music, we got large studs
i’m goin’ crazier, i need to match the largest guns
we big money [?] gang in mercedes benzes
and rollie chains and fat straps and our cars ain’t rented
a hundred thousand dollars cost for my two benzes
i need a big_ass house and not nothin’ that’s rented
a trends baby, i ain’t tryna move, i’m so dummy
but it’s the best for me, it feel like everybody want me
ha, and i can see right through your eyes, you k!lled me
and close that backdoor, lock it up and stay with fullies
don’t hate on me like i’m an angle me, yo f_ck with me
a solid n_gga need some money, you can always ask me
like you can talk to me, brodie, just send me some mil’
it’s crazy you can eat steak and now you up in jail
[chorus]
ayy, i’m in the la county bus with lifers in the cage
i’m burnt out, i got the set hit, look at my face
just stab me up before they say i told the whole truth
i swear a n_gga make me mad, money make him poof
ayy, i’m in the la county bus with lifers in the cage
i’m burnt out, i got the set hit, look at my face
just stab me up before they say i told the whole truth
i swear a n_gga make me mad, money make him poof

- playerrways

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