lirik lagu klvy pigeons – ‘ndasouf
mama told me come inside
gun shot gun shot, ‘nother homicide
mama told me live it better
got a job then i went and got my first beretta
say look, mama i’m mad again
throwing them tantrums at every matter
you get it ? cause all is matter
my back up against a ladder
knowing i’d rather fly
gripping everything that i own
that’s a quarter p of the finest
the horrors of coming home
w a dollar left to my name
potential i couldn’t bank
lessons i’m still regretting
i only member the haze
eyes glowing where do i stand
band w only my brother
know nan n-gga could f-ck w us
throwed on any and every other occasion
skip school get high w my partners
weed smoke, and trips to the barber
them mucho mangoing days
back when tapanga was mann
back to the topic of dodging a sh-tty education
at least i thought cause my concerns
coerced by penetration
the details change but the culture
still the same
big body everything
klay body everything
if you ain’t sw-nging
get the f-ck up out my way
say break em out
guzzle 40, ports
recording live , shorty from the south
mama told me come inside
gun shot gun shot, ‘nother homicide
mama told me live it better
got a job then i went and got my first beretta
mama told me slow it down
now i’m rollin’ w my homies tryna’ smoke a pound
mama told me stay from round them
but they the only ones who ever really down with it
man, it just feel good seeing all the homies hanging on the block
barbecue and slaw, honeydew and honeydips
don’t call the cops
sh-t everything was zion now they busting shots
block got hot river phoenix tryna make it out
should’ve kept it in then again
bumping juice and gin sh-t’ll
keep me lit, w my kin
wilding while she wanna
get to know a jit
half of six
coast i represent
rolling for my folk
liquid gold dripping
truth be told
my life was capital concerns
acetone & herb
annual abortions
racist rhetoric
i won’t retort
she said she loves me
cause i’m smart but ain’t sh-t
showing for it
i let her down
i smoke a pound
and just forget she’s worth it
muscle muscle all day through
the sh-t i’m dealt
hustle hustle hallways w the funny smell
yeah i be in it, in the trenches
tryna front a bill
i kept it g
i kept it thuggin
can’t afford to fail
mama don’t complain because i’m feeding us
truffle in my ramen is that g enough?
you say i should start a business
i’m so good w all the marketing and such
and now i’m thinking that’s the perfect front
lodi dodi kalamata out in zakynthos
we base decisions off our feelings not financial woes
i’m pushing 20’s like it’s magic city, you ain’t happy w me
i can see it but you ain’t never called a n-gga broke
mama told me come inside
gun shot gun shot, ‘nother homicide
mama told me live it better
got a job then i went and got my first beretta
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu in extremo – tourdion
- lirik lagu the beatles – take good care of my baby
- lirik lagu s. kalibre – 56 bar exclusive
- lirik lagu koldfront – venter på dig
- lirik lagu jessie j – white christmas
- lirik lagu touvreg – my style
- lirik lagu philip shibata – nothing less
- lirik lagu pedro infante – la verdolaga
- lirik lagu it’s totally her – sadboi feels
- lirik lagu rabbit junk – i vote bolshevik lite