lirik lagu sterl gotti – rasta
rasta lyrics
[intro]
pooh, you a fool for this one
why they tryna ride my wave [?]
i keep [?] just like j.lo [?]
[chorus]
she think i’m just rushin’ to f~ck her, ’cause i’m the man
i’m just tryna rush it to f~ck her to f~ck her friends
but anyway, she prolly gonna come back again
and i got cameras [?]
we got sticks up in here, too, we ain’t lackin’ again
i pop up with a n~gga boo then we back to the crib (back to the crib)
lil’ ‘exy in the front with the lid (uh~huh)
[?] in the back with the dreads (rasta)
[verse 1]
i gave my soul to the street (my soul,) i put my soul on this beat (my soul)
i hit the road for the cheese
i lost my bro to the streets
i need a [?] for some sleep, never put hoes over cheese
my n~gga slang on the westside
i made a name on the westside
we run up some change on the westside
i hit his mane on the westside
if it’s ever any problem, bro, pull up, let some shots go
we’ll light this b~tch up, and it’ll sound like july 4th
i can’t let one of these n~ggas try to come and take my soul
(you think you special?) they only wanna hit, ’cause you my ho
[chorus]
she think i’m just rushin’ to f~ck her, ’cause i’m the man
i’m just tryna rush it to f~ck her to f~ck her friends
but anyway, she prolly gonna come back again
and i got cameras [?]
we got sticks up in here, too, we ain’t lackin’ again
i pop up with a n~gga boo then we back to the crib (back to the crib)
lil’ ‘exy in the front with the lid (uh~huh)
[?] in the back with the dreads (rasta)
[verse 2]
four~five~six, [?] bank on that, b~tch n~gga (that b~tch)
that’s my homie, i go and hit a l!ck wit’ him
i’m the type of n~gga, caught a friend in a dismissal
i’m the type of n~gga, caught my man then a hit n~gga
i mean, i’m the type of n~gga, call my mans up to get chicken
you the type of n~gga, call your mans up to hit b~tches
you the type of n~gga that get jammed up: chicken little
you the type of n~gga, move the bag, but be in the middle
only time i need a b~tch is to get a rental
every time you hit that road, keep it confidential
e’ry time a n~gga switch, i just keep my distance
now when ma’f~ckers dip, i don’t even miss ’em
[chorus]
she think i’m just rushin’ to f~ck her, ’cause i’m the man
i’m just tryna rush it to f~ck her to f~ck her friends
but anyway, she prolly gonna come back again
and i got cameras [?]
we got sticks up in here, too, we ain’t lackin’ again
i pop up with a n~gga boo then we back to the crib (back to the crib)
lil’ ‘exy in the front with the lid (uh~huh)
[?] in the back with the dreads (rasta)
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