Testo BARBER BROS - Zero DarkSands
Testo della canzone BARBER BROS (Zero DarkSands), tratta dall'album TINAD 4: WELCOME TO SEXWORLD
Aye
Big Z in this bitch (What?)
Free Brodie, he got pulled over, ain't know how to take off the switch (What?)
Nigga was rapping that murder shit, then got on the stand and snitched (What?)
Aye (Huh?)
Let's go (What?)
Aye (Huh)
Aye (What?)
Let's go
Let me talk my shit real quick
Uh (Let's go)
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Uh, uh, uh
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This shit wicked, ain't talking bout Grande
Got a .9 on me like Andre
Me and my twin we ballin like Ronde, nigga
The blunt rolled tight like braids
I'm fried, you niggas just braised
Your bitch got her legs raised for me, then get on her knees and get glazed
To be honest we won't even link if I don't get laid
You too old to be chasing them dreams and ain't getting paid, nigga
You a goofy, you loving that treesh, go put on a cape
I'm the nigga that's stacking them G's that's why niggas hate, uh
Walk out the bank like I just robbed the bank and I go to club and start acting a fool
Smoking on dank and it's punching like Tank, hit a nigga so hard gotta sit on the stool
Lay in the pool and I'm laughing at niggas who diss in the comments but don't got a pool
He rap about guns, but he don't got a tool
We get it lil bro, you just tryna be cool
Uh
Your mans died, you was acting like Tre when them niggas was sliding (Pussy)
Your mans died, you ain't show your face, you went into hiding (Pussy)
Niggas be sweet as hell rapping like they violent (Pussy)
Niggas be broke as hell, at a bitches house where them niggas residing
That nigga mad, his bitch at the crib tryna ride it
I put a hot load in her throat like Charlie, I'm wildin
My lil bro caught a body, I seen his mugshot, he was smiling
Your lil bro caught a body and got on the stand and described it (Pussy)
You keep dropping them weak ass songs like somebody like them, you need to quit
All that arguing and getting emotional up in them comments, you look like a bitch
Nigga be rapping bout robbing and shooting and trapping and ain't even doing that shit
Must have a gambling addiction keep betting against me, your ass keep losing that shit
This shit wicked, ain't talking bout Grande
Got a .9 on me like Andre
Me and my twin we ballin like Ronde, nigga
The blunt rolled tight like braids
I'm fried, you niggas just braised
Your bitch got her legs raised for me, then get on her knees and get glazed
To be honest we won't even link if I don't get laid
You too old to be chasing them dreams and ain't getting paid, nigga
You a goofy, you loving that treesh, go put on a cape
I'm the nigga that's stacking them G's that's why niggas hate, uh
Uh
Uh
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