lirik lagu bbykobe & g.t. - rip hutch
[intro: bbykobe]
n~gga, hold on, n~gga
uh, yeah
[chorus: bbykobe]
i’m on what my city on, i’m tryna bring that feeling home
don’t be actin’ brand new ’cause you got new titties on
n~gga, this ain’t no track team, why you take them sprinters home?
know the street gon’ love this ’cause i’m on what my city on
[verse 1: bbykobe]
n~gga, huh, iced out buffies, n~gga, r.i.p. to hutch
money talk around this way, a lot of you n~ggas need to hush
he won’t let his b~tch play none of my songs, ’cause we used to hunch
took your d~mn payment on the crib, blew that sh~t at lunch
she like, “kobe, i wanna see your plaque”, i’m like, “b~tch, which one?”
on the track, i swing for fences, a lot of you n~ggas need the blunt
i be meditating, but i’d still get you rolled to keep sh~t blunt
gucci chrome to keep my spirits strong, this music sh~t gеt bleeped
~~~~~ tryna play like i’m not nice, i was writin’ his vеrses during his peak
n~ggas get drunk and start talkin’ crazy, sober up, say they ain’t mean it
and it still ain’t no beef, just don’t ever think sh~t’s sweet, n~gga
[chorus: bbykobe]
huh, yeah
i’m on what my city on, i’m tryna bring that feeling home
don’t be actin’ brand new ’cause you got new titties on
n~gga, this ain’t no track team, why you take them sprinters home?
know the street gon’ love this ’cause i’m on what my city on
what we on then, n~gga? what we on then, n~gga?
what we on then, n~gga? what we on then, n~gga?
what we on then?
[verse 2: g.d.]
spent the mansion up at hutch, n~gga try to call my bluff
i park my sh~t right in the front, hasty bring me out a slush
we who put the city on, still putting these n~ggas on
showed you what type of hoes, even down to your cologne
you boys will get the super belt, love cubs put sh~t under
yo’ b~tch ain’t really sh~t to me, i might f~ck but never love her
man, this b~tch the bravest, wanna sit up like a f~cking hummer
watch these nude n~ggas tryna hang, they work for undercover
so much sh~t stuffed up in the spot, n~gga, call a plumber
in turks, n~gga, hoppin’ off the jet, i ain’t bring no luggage
[chorus: bbykobe]
yeah, i’m on what my city on, i’m tryna bring that feeling home
don’t be actin’ brand new ’cause you got new titties on
n~gga, this ain’t no track team, why you take them sprinters home?
know the street gon’ love this ’cause i’m on what my city on
what we on then, n~gga? what we on then, n~gga?
what we on then, n~gga? what we on then, n~gga?
what we on then?
what we on then?
what we on then?
what we on then?
what we on then?
b~tch!
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