P Funk ft. Rucci de Swifty Blue
Letra de P Funk ft. Rucci
Look
Back on my bullshit, it's a scary sight
I'ma always keep on steppin', you can stay behind (Matt Brick$)
I be thinkin' 'bout the days when I ain't have a dime
When I was selling dimes
When I ain't have a life
I just had a dream I was in the county smoking spice
I be thinkin' 'bout my nigga, he eighteen fightin' life
I'm sorry, mama, I ain't walk a straight line
If I don't make it, I'ma die trying
I'm on parole, so I'm runnin' lowkey
These niggas, they be lying, they ain't really in the streets
Today I'm getting cheese, I don't wanna hear a beep
I just wanna get a bag, stack, and repeat
I was down bad on my ass, on E
They ain't even help mе get back on my feet
And nigga, on P's, I'm still ridin' with the heat
Thеse niggas lyin', they don't even got no beef
Activated, most hated, so I'm stayin' protected
I know they want me dead, so I'm keepin' a weapon
Big forty on my hip, who he thinkin' impresssin'?
Knock a nigga top, yeah, I'm leavin' him guessin'
We takin' back to back trips, why they dyin' like that?
I thought you niggas wanted war, why they hidin' like that?
No competition, fuck the opps, why they tryin' like that?
I'm paranoid, keep it on me, why they eyein' like that?
I heard they want me dead, tell them niggas come and do somethin'
I had to toss mine, the homie let me use his fusca
Stay up off these streets, hardheaded, I'm like nunca
They know I never miss, when I slide, you hear trucha
I been— shh for the block, ask the homies, I'm a trophy
Lil' fuse, big gun, better watch how you approach me
Terrorize they block, we 56, them niggas know me
I ain't playin' 'bout no war, bitch, I'll slide by my lonely
I ain't worried 'bout no opps
I'm from where bodies drop
Grimey Park, park side, watch me spin a block
All this money I be touchin' make me spin a lot
Whip a brand new coupe and it's fresh out the lot
I'ma get rich, I'ma have to buy the block
I'm off the Wockhardt, I don't even wanna walk
And they chipped the homie, I don't even wanna talk
If you cross the line, end up all in white chalk
Before I signed a deal, I hit the block just to flock
Now I'm hood rich, gettin' money don't stop
I swear I love the hood, but the hood stay hot
Just hit the shop, installed a stash for the Glock
Customize the whip, make sure the speakers knock
Customize the drip, look fly for the thots
Cop the new Rolex with the papers in the box
I spent ten G's on this ice that I got
Ayy, ayy, I spent thirty-five on this watch that I got
Still ridin' 'round in my mama Benz with a Glock
I ain't got no license, but it's motherfuck the cops
Bought a house in TJ for my pops Big Tak
Ayy, I'm still poppin' pills, off a jiggy gettin' jiggy
In Paramount fuckin' 'round with Swifty
I was told to dump the Glock, better make sure it's empty
I'm tryna take a trip to— ayo, pass me the Rémy
Like I said, this a fully, ain't no motherfuckin' semi
Kill a nigga, fuck a bitch the same night with no jimmy
On your block with Glocks, take that, take that like Diddy
Tryna get away from this gangster shit, but it's in me
Traducción de P Funk ft. Rucci
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