We were already checkin' out though Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad? Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad? Chill aight, chill aight?
Uh, like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names He in that cell, fuckin' with the dope game Choppa' Adele, love the way that pole sing They gave him shells, he got hit from close range Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring Fuck what he yell, he ain't put in no pain All by myself, hop out when the door swing Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
Tell me who you rockin' with so we can hit their block and spin it Hang with the opposites, then he gon' hear that choppa' spittin' Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it Splash at his top and split it Max love to hop out, hittin' Masked up with all my villains Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny
Uh, like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names He in that cell, fuckin' with the dope game Choppa' Adele, love the way that pole sing They gave him shells, he got hit from close range Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring Fuck what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain All by myself, hop out when the door swing Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie Hop out with that glizzy, turnin' blocks, you went just you and I I've been screamin' "4TS," bitch, still rock with my Coolidge guys We could get it, do or die, your's or mine, set it up We got all the switches and 'em forty-fives, hella guns I won't drop a diss, I tell them shooters slide, wet 'em up My Brodie got hits, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
Uh, like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names He in that cell, fuckin' with the dope game Choppa' Adele, love the way that pole sing They gave him shells, he got hit from close range Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring Fuck what he yell, he ain't playin', no pain All by myself, hop out when the door swing Bro give him hell, he just like to torch aim, uh
Like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names Choppa' Adele, love the way that pole singTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
