lirik lagu pak-man – 48 bars, pt. 3
[intro]
i be rolling with some legends, legends
f~ck rap i’m a legend, legend
i’ve been rolling with some legends, legends
f~ck rap i’m a legend
[verse]
i said no one from the hill never done it like this
last night i had a dream i had a hundred white bricks
no one from the hill never done it like this
i’ve been moving like boogie, blowing money like mitch
don’t try me, i’m from the city where thе skinny hittas ride
i see diamonds glistening and bright
lizzy on your head back, k!llеrs wishing for your life
f~ck your dead crack, i can go and whip a brick of light
i’ve been getting that christina
stretching that tulisa, she gets me l.v.’d up
every city needs her, whizzing in a beema
britany in the freezer, sit it on tanita’s
i’m tryna see a mill off this kitchen counter
i need enough bricks that i can build a house up
i need it fresh off the boat
bet your favourite rapper’s never seen a box of blow
red nose tip, chocolate coke
little hittas round me that’ll lock and load
grind late, five~eight for four four’s of yay
might take the next racks, just a call away
really getting it, seven fifth just to spoil h
you can’t talk to me, stop talking, wait
cause you can’t talk to me unless you’re talking weight
i’ve got enough grub to shut down your estate
we’re getting money over here, i’m gon’ ball out
we’re throwing money in the air and watch it fall down
real hustlers get back up after they fall down
money fell short, it’s back tall from a small town
i can go any strip and put coke on it
if them boys ever grab me then it’s no comment
wake up in the morning, fresh cream with my coffee
i don’t wanna pay more than seventeen for my bobby
stretching yay, everyday i count profit
bands make her dance, she wan’ bounce on it
bad b’s on me in every city
she paid five bags just so she could get some titties
tell my chicks “i ain’t a rapper, this is all for real”
i hopped out the sherbet looking like a quarter mill
no big muscles, big heart and b~lls of steel
wag’s wan’ know me cah i ball for real
tell these little fishes “i’ve been on”
i send my hittas on a mission in the ding~dong
get corn on site then you’re gone
i want a mizzy and a fizzy and a four long
i’m getting busy in the city, getting raw gone
lizzy and the kitty off the britany that i walk on
should i say step on? onto the next one
out here really getting money like them west dons
all my bruddas slap corn and they’ve cracked jaws
mad raw had me blowing in a black porsche
trap hard, ringing for a pack more
i birthed trap stars, i’m a trap lord
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu drix cfx – idk
- lirik lagu jayson franz – pleasin’ them
- lirik lagu johnny clarke – take my hand
- lirik lagu starshell – screamin my name
- lirik lagu limo (pop) – concave-face
- lirik lagu yves v & conor maynard – don’t hurt me (what is love)
- lirik lagu aaron carter – my girl
- lirik lagu kingsway (band) – besides the point
- lirik lagu lines of loyalty – with or without you
- lirik lagu madam radar – hands