lirik lagu da$h - highway 66
[verse 1: da$h]
young never been dumb, hunnit round drum
feeling like the iron sheik
global gang, fast money made man
b-tch we the secret society
young n-gg-s, hammers twice they age
and i know that they gon’ ride for me
i could get you wacked for a quarter p
i make the right call and you gon’ die for free
who the f-ck you n-gg-s thought it was
d-o-double-l-a, robbing all the plugs
mami with me, saying f-ck her with the slugs
so i’m drugging and thugging, sinning and winning
i’m paid for speaking english, you would think i p-ssed
chewing on these flats, burning up this gas
drinking on this mud, thinking will i last
why i’m moving fast, getting to this cash
still with that action
i still get it bracking, i’m still really macking
i still get it popping
i’m still on that block, going broke is no option
still got that work
its 8th letter ’til dirt, n-gg-s going berserk
we got it for cheap
n-gg-s f-ck with the squad, you be dead in a week
[verse 2: chynna]
you wanna tell me the definition of real rap
and differentiate trill rap and drill rap
if i left it up to you n-gg-s, you prolly k!ll rap
you could thank your guardian angels that chizzy still rap
cause n-gg-s needing more then some helping hands
whole bunch of yes men, lying to you, fronting on the next man
knowing d-mn well that’s they best man
back an fourth an round an round an never was your godd-mn
let me sip this chamomile and chill
getting turnt up, still all indecisive ’bout the pills
feeling burnt out, wishing that another b-tch would
or her n-gg- will, acting like they really in the field
f-ck you to do when they don’t keep it real
tell me what the deal fool, tell me how you feel
cause i’m feeling shade, they ask me about the moves i make
and my pocket change (tell me ’bout yo pocket change, n-gg-)
is it cause i copped an ounce, then i rolled an eighth
then i sold a half, sold a dime of shake
stayed away from weight, gained some weight
never stopped for breaks, when it’s f-ck the cake
f-ck you saying, counting bands, selling xans with my mans
as it stands, i’m the plug should you need one
n-gg-s on the ‘gram selling grams, you should see them
shit is like a rerun, now they screaming “free them heathens”
never any better, on my carpe diem
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