Testo Get a Glizz - Roney
Testo della canzone Get a Glizz (Roney), tratta dall'album Pain
See its cold out here get a glizz
Gotta sell food to put food up in the fridge
Momma paying rent with her little bit of cents
Still it ain't enough cause my momma got kids
U see its cold out here get a glizz
Niggaz ain't playing better fill it to the tip
Government is waiting until they write u off the list
So they take your pain give it to the next gen
They gon let u down wont hold u up and watch u drown
I came from the ghetto had no choice to make it out
Better play it safe if u want what i made
He don't have no faith when they tell him nice days are to come
But he ready with a dirty trey eight
Burner was a revy clean the scene up he a maid
Block is like casino roll the dice and just pray
Block is like casino roll the dice and we pray
Momma told me homie stand down
Please don't move shaking when u hear the gun sound
Try run away but it's in my house
Momma did her best and she said i stand out
Could of been better but that shit was my days
Could of been better but i did it I'm great
Chopper lil heavy but that boy a light weight
He still beat it up and drove out on the highway
I just want a lot and they said that crime pays
Block it was so cold turn that boy a ice trey
Watch him let it off stuck that boy like lightning
Im in disbelief of all the money I made
See its cold out here get a glizz
Gotta sell food to put food up in the fridge
Momma paying rent with her little bit of cents
Still it ain't enough cause my momma got kids
U see its cold out here get a glizz
Niggaz ain't playing better fill it to the tip
Government is waiting until they write u off the list
So they take your pain give it to the next gen
Glizz is on the side raise it off the hip
Pull it out we stepping aint flexing for a bitch
They got smithen wesson's with no food up in the crib
They gon put a body in a bag and get it zip
Cold up in the south the dirty dirty dirty
They gon do u dirty please dont trust him for a birdy
I was on the porch 15 wanted rollies
All I ever wanted is not to be here when im 30
See its cold out here get a glizz
Gotta sell food to put food up in the fridge
Momma paying rent with her little bit of cents
Still it ain't enough cause my momma got kids
U see its cold out here get a glizz
Niggaz ain't playing better fill it to the tip
Government is waiting until they write u off the list
So they take your pain give it to the next gen
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Writer(s): Tyrone Noel Smith
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