Testo 313-414 - Lakeyah feat. Tee Grizzley & DJ Drama
Testo della canzone 313-414 (Lakeyah feat. Tee Grizzley & DJ Drama), tratta dall'album My Time (Gangsta Grillz: Special Edition) [feat. DJ Drama]
See we gon' go from Milwaukee to the D
Oh, this not easy
This thing gotta hit a little different
(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
This my time
Yeah, please tell these hoes they can't
Fuck with me like I'm celibate, uh
My name been poppin', bitch, you know
I'm way too relevant, yeah
I'm the biggest in the room
Bitch, I'm a elephant, yeah
Might blow a hundred on some ice just for the hell of it
The game, bitch, I'm ahead of it
I'm on these bitches top, they need Excedrin
Countin' commas, et cetera
Money counter go beep-beep
That new shit that them hoes drop was weak-weak (weak)
This heater bake a bitch up like a pie
These bitches sweet-sweet
(Ay, gangsta)
You can do anything in life 'cept for try me
I got niggas that been killing
Since the '90s right here by me
See the police and fly by 'em
Y'all can't catch us, don't even try it
Niggas fiends having withdrawals
We only do deposits
Ay, Lakenya
What's the word?
What that chain cost?
A bird
That's a serve, fuck it
Kill 'em to the point of no return (step on 'em)
I put niggas on in these streets like Big Worm
Brought them foreigns to the trenches
Park them bitches on the curb
Ayy, I got now, tell them bitches, wait they turn
These hoes stressin' over niggas, bitch
The money my concern
Ayy, my family still amazed at all this money I done earned
Bitch, wanna burn that bridge, play that Usher
Fuck it, let it burn
And they ain't tryna step to me up in the booth
These bitches scary
In the game runnin' circles 'round this bitch like Sha'Carri
I don't fuck with hoes at all
But I'll pop her like a cherry (grra, ah)
All these bitch niggas need to stick to actin', Tyler Perry
Ayy, I be on some feed the whole team shit (the whole gang)
Everybody eat shit
Never on no greed shit (ask them niggas)
I be on some fuck my bitch to sleep shit
I be on some, I'm a king
Get down on yo' knees, bitch (right now)
You be on some talk behind yo' people back
Sneak diss (bitch ass), weak shit
I be on some OG, listen more than you speak shit (you know that)
I be on some bro
We gotta move around with heat sticks (we got to)
'Cause even though we out the streets
We still gotta play defense
Ayy, I hit Tee, like, "I got beef", he like (say less, we up the street)
Know I'm rockin' with the Bucks
But if they want it, we got heat
Bitch, I got so many racks, I stand up on it, I'm six feet
I'm a big shit talker, ain't shit about it petite
Hold up, wait, ay, Lakenya, how y'all comin' in the mil'? (Ayy)
You know we next door to the Chi' so if it's smoke
She getting drilled (grra)
How was motherfuckers actin' when they heard you got a deal?
Man, I heard I had them bum, broke bitches in they feels
How was motherfuckers actin' when they saw you got them MS?
They was hurt and they was wounded, I don't think that they gon' heal
Some gotta get cut off, some you gon' have to kill
That shit crazy, that shit deep
And that shit steep but that shit real, uh
Let these niggas know 313 to the 414
Five spots on the block, the fiends be going door to door
The shit that we got strong
You serve 'em twice and and they might overdose
I talk to God in my Rolls-Royce, call it the Holy Ghost
Don't get stuck now figuring it out
Only the strong survive
Sink or swim
All that other shit, drown that out
(Gangsta Grillz)
Credits
Writer(s): Reuel Ethan Walker, Terry Sanchez Wallace, Darren Hanible, Lakeyah Danee Robinson
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