Testo Daytime - TEC
Testo della canzone Daytime (TEC), tratta dall'album Web Life Vol. 3
Veno the good
Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients
Chopper rock him, now he sleep in the daytime
Nigga knew that it was me 'cause we spin eight times
Big drums like the beat, hit a bassline
Murder ones fuck with me, you get face timed
I was chillin' in BR in the daytime
Caught a body, caught a flight, I'm on LA time
Nigga know I'm out that Nation, I don't say slime
I keep that motherfuckin' stick on me like yay high
Just bagged a nigga for my dog, got him Christmas shoppin'
We gon' bring it to your door like we nigga knockin'
So many niggas droppin', guess I got my city poppin'
Stick hit his body, make him do the Ricky Bobby
Yeah, they gon' do it for Lil Lu
Bitch I thought you knew, bodies droppin' out the blue
Like I'm Crippin', I knew Nipsey, but bitch I refuse
To let a nigga take me, so I'm strapped up with that tool
Gave back 30s to the hood, gave back 30s to the hood
Get you murked up in that field, get you murked up in that wood
Bitch you know I'm from that rush, whole lot of dumb shit
Got a fuckin' yopper and this bitch got a drum kit like
Chopper rock him, now he sleep in the daytime
Nigga knew that it was me 'cause we spin eight times
Big drums like the beat, hit a bassline
Murder ones fuck with me, you get face timed
I was chillin' in BR in the daytime
Caught a body, caught a flight, I'm on LA time
Nigga know I'm out that Nation, I don't say slime
I keep that motherfuckin' stick on me like yay high
That's Spider out that motherfuckin' Nation
They done freed Lil Kace today, they know it's Ray turn
And since they touched me, just been up, a lot of money we been makin'
Got 'em hot but they won't play because them K's burn
Bullets eat everything that's in your stomach like a tapeworm
Let that TEC and MAC take turns
Bitch it's do or die, you gon' take mine or I'ma take yours
Saying got some bombers that's down to commit suicide
Only problem is you alive, they gon' solve 'em with Ruger 9s
Drop some change on your brains for that dime drivin'
Couple five wood grain, tryna pine box 'em
How the fuck Spider what you claim, ain't one of mine partner
You got niggas in your gang that's on Crime Stoppers
Chopper rock him, now he sleep in the daytime
Nigga knew that it was me 'cause we spin eight times
Big drums like the beat, hit a bassline
Murder ones fuck with me, you get face timed
I was chillin' in BR in the daytime
Caught a body, caught a flight, I'm on LA time
Nigga know I'm out that Nation, I don't say slime
I keep that motherfuckin' stick on me like yay high
Veno the good
Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients
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Writer(s): Dalvin Sewell, Ceary Houston
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