lirik lagu da cloth – shake em
[intro: rob gates]
they want me to shake ‘em, shake em
uh, yeah
[verse 1: rob gates]
look, i done did a lot, you never did sh~t
f~cking with my money, get your kids hit
last post on the gram was seeing big drip
n~gga, big k, big fifth
911, better blind the reverend
that n~gga casket was closed
ten for the shovel, three for the tolls
we took the n~gga out to cayuga
yeah we’re trying to transport the body in the back of uber
jansport, got the luger
i could be you n~ggas’ teacher, i could be your tutor
[?] send his shooter
been through buffalo, sent back a couple o’s
headed for a ride now, b~tch got me tied down
you know i like to take sh~t, that chain mine now
[verse 2: illanoise]
you hold rank when n~ggas will blast for you
tie your b~tch up, put a sock in her mouth, gag order
2pac charisma, haitian jack aura
i’m in the suite, two twins drinking my bath water
[?] what you do it for, throw a molotov through the gucci store
dope so raw, can’t move your jaw
boots laced tight, chest out and chin up
work so trash, the fiends f~cking their stem up
ayo, we’re the ones reigning with power
strong in the mountains, get a n~gga banged in the shower
hit your roof close, left bloodstains on my collar
got to watch n~ggas ‘cause these n~ggas change for a dollar, yo
word is my bond, word to my mom
tell the plug i’m like starks, that a bird on the arm, uh
yo, i’m the wrong n~gga to dance with
same n~gga middle of france don’t stand a chance with
[verse 3: symph]
ayo
hot lead pierce through your flesh, your bones breaking up
lil’ man shaking your casket trying to wake you up
undertakers got to lie you in the dirt
when the chopper get to singing like a choir in the church
[?] it ain’t no controlling him, dope money rolling in
menage and baptize in two b~tches, that’s a holy sin
do the sh~t the cloth way, dope still off gray
shooters still will get the job done on their off day
i’m in that milk white, foreign door suicide
bullets will pick you up quicker than an uber ride
we was really putting diesel on the strip
riding dirty with two birds, that’s the eagle and a brick
banana clip hanging like it’s been a lynching
‘bout to pick your daughter up, i got some bad intentions
y’all can either pay homage or pay the dollars
play your death while we sit at the table just eating pasta
[verse 4: times change]
i’m ‘bout to set it on fire, i got to set an example
i’ll put your soul in the sky then place your head on the mantle
i lost it all in the mail, what you expect when you gamble
look how your messes get handled, got no respect for your handle
i’m so surprised you’re alive, hope you got vestes and ammo
you chose your side, now you die, all your blessings get cancelled
praise is due to the digi, they think you’re food, it’s a rizzy
catch you lacking and clap you, that’s how they move in my citys
i told them young n~ggas, “live”, they could have all the strip
we ran the blocks that they claimed, you could ask all the l!cks
revolving door, found the keys, that’s like half of the bricks
i gave them fronts, play the back, my little man on the sh~ts
i came back for the glory, they don’t know half of my story
made the shot when it mattered, i’m like the rap robert horry
huh, from the death, i came, it ain’t no mystery
and before you speak my name, just know your history
yeah
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- lirik lagu catherine britt – under my thumb
- lirik lagu blancmange – when
- lirik lagu ricky hil – black hearse
- lirik lagu arm the poor – it’s not a tumor
- lirik lagu f.o.d. (be) – so far
- lirik lagu chonyatsky – мозг обезьяны (mozg obez’yany)
- lirik lagu blancmange – this is bliss
- lirik lagu şanışer
- lirik lagu dio – hungry for heaven (diamonds version)