shyboytakemoney - in the smoke (bruce lee) كلمات أغنية
only chasing these blue strips, same color as the shoe strings, blower tucked on the waistline and this 40 kicking like bruce lee, weapons hot as the valley sun and i steady shine like the sun rays, black hoodie even when its hot just to hide the heat in the blue jeans, laughing up in the gun smoke, no love for the enemies, hollow points match the cubin links and they burn slow like a loose leaf, take monеy homie f_ck b_tches, foos hate it whеn the truth speaks, your big homie lookin’ smoked out, your squad lookin like they need sleep, chop mowing like a street sweeper, pull it once it’s a clean sweep, all the homies down for the cause either getting money or catching bodies, all the opps all lookin bummy with crusty shoes and theie poles rusty, on point like a thumbtack, once in this life there’s no going back, on a mission for a come up fat and mental set on that payback, pressing lines on the other side bumping oldies and zap jams, guns drawn when i’m dancing too fill the room with some gun powder, check the the stats all the homies up, i been on the grind since wayback, ene town m_o_b for life down to calipas at troubles pad, run it up just to make this cash buying bigger chains and some bigger straps, i talk to my scale it talks to me back i could see the future inside these clouds, metal jackets burning through your flesh, melt the letters off your fitted hat, out the flames with a pitch fork think i’m growing h_rns all up on my head
(chorus)
only chasing these blue strips, same color as the shoe strings, blower tucked on the waistline and this 40 kicking like bruce lee, weapons hot as the valley sun and i steady shine like the sun rays, black hoodie even when its hot just to hide the heat in the blue jeans
only chasing these blue strips, same color as the shoe strings, blower tucked on the waistline and this 40 kicking like bruce lee, weapons hot as the valley sun and i steady shine like the sun rays, black hoodie even when its hot just to hide the heat in the blue jeans
5150 sick in the mind, a m__________r get hit with a knife or f____n gun
5150 sick in the mind, a m__________r get hit with a knife or f____n gun
kicking back in the varrio i’ll never change
(chorus)
only chasing these blue strips, same color as the shoe strings, blower tucked on the waistline and this 40 kicking like bruce lee, weapons hot as the valley sun and i steady shine like the sun rays, black hoodie even when its hot just to hide the heat in the blue jeans
mobbin threw the 760 and i’m tryna get this doe i’m still posted on the block homies singing murda mo, got my hand around a pistol tryna bring this money home, on a mission with my perros homie singing murda mo
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