Testo Fences - Tray Haggerty
Testo della canzone Fences (Tray Haggerty), tratta dall'album Fences
Yeah, shh
I'm coming
Two motherfuckers out in a bit
Yeah, I don't know
Helicopters out, we came from hopping fences
Bring the choppers out, my homies feel relentless
What the drama 'bout? All we hear is crickets (what's that?)
Room full of bitches (let's go)
Run in the spot, we want everything in it
Give it up, split it up
We want all the percentage
Look how they look at us
Like we them niggas (they do)
Crash the party, crash the Wraith
Crash Bandicoot, all this money, we spinnin'
Mission impossible, we 'bout to fallout
Yeah, I put the call out
Sneak in the crib, we don't make a peep (we stacked)
Like we at mom's house
If you awake, put you right back to sleep
That means it's lights out
Time out, I thought a broke nigga said sum'? (What he say?)
Never mind now
Helicopters out, we came from hopping fences
Bringing the choppers out, my homies feel relentless
What the drama 'bout? All we hear is crickets (what's that?)
Room full of bitches (let's go)
Helicopters out, we came from hopping fences
Bringing the choppers out, my homies feel relentless
What the drama 'bout? All we hear is crickets (what's that?)
Room full of bitches (let's go)
Ay, ay, ay, let's go, let's go
Yeah, let's go, let's go, ay, ay
My homie, he just caught a case
And his bail set to something we cannot afford
He got caught with a weapon, a few magazines
But nobody talking 'bout Source
How you think he was eating?
They labeled him like he a heathen, he didn't have a choice
That's my brother for life, got his mother for life
Give her bread like she came from the store
I'm in the hills, and my service is poor
Came to Skid Row just to go feed the poor
Steal from the rich, give it back to my niggas
'Cause I know they all want some more
You ain't solid, yeah, we know you a fraud
Pillow talking, yeah, to all of these broads
Ain't it funny how to just get even
You gotta go beat all the odds
Let's go!
Helicopters out, we came from hopping fences
Bringing the choppers out, my homies feel relentless
What the drama 'bout? All we hear is crickets (what's that?)
Room full of bitches (let's go)
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Davis, Tray Haggerty
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