Testo Italian Mob Beat - Tunde
Testo della canzone Italian Mob Beat (Tunde), tratta dall'album First Lap
Aint tryna live this life of sin, my blockas really get it in
Got bros in the crack spot and bros living on the wing
Shotters rolling with the pack
And shotters rolling with the ting
Know opps that really hold it down
And opps that love to fucking sing. aint tryna live this life of son
My blockas really get it in
Got bros in the crack spot and bros living on the wing
Shotters rolling with the pack
And shotters rolling with the ting
Know opps that really hold it down
And opps that love to fucking sing
Little bro said chill out kick back and just do the math
You aint gonna win a war beefing with a super grass
Back to slapping graft doing laps with the food and cash
Pull up on these slappers with the gang and they just do the dash
My team stick together we don't give a fuck who they bring
We all bleed the same blood get smoked like a superking
Stepping on some steppers wrap 'em up call it riz and cling
Hitters posted up in brum on go with the fizzing bing
The fame could of brought new friends
But I just stayed down
Broke and bummy days trapping hard to some blade brown
I'm from south manny get your wig like it's cape town
30 bags will leave your dick in the dirt face down
So much to lose but i still sleep in the t
Double burst 9's flaky cream and the best b
Stardog, spanish haze, cali come and check me
I'm the man with the green jackets like it's tetley
Aint tryna live this life of sin, my blockas really get it in
Got bros in the crack spot and bros living on the wing
Shotters rolling with the pack
And shotters rolling with the ting
Know opps that really hold it down
And opps that love to fucking sing
This Louis V holds 30 should of got the next size
Use that for a hot you need a next ride
Used to be the gang now he's stepping with some next guys
Death before dishonour makes sense why he's telling lies
10 waps put down with 10 up in each clip
Floating over barton bridge with couple bricks in the whip
Chase that cheddar 24s you know I've gotta' make it flip
Throw the s to key bugz and watch him just let it rip
Shottin' stones in my ends so I left him bleeding
Real trappers double tap the scales get the real reading
Sweets biting on the plastic like a baby teething
Up and down round and round gotta' get these sales speeding
Young gunners in the field
And they're tryna get these boulders gone
Never took advantage of a younger, put my olders on
Play your cards right they're worth money like a pokémon
Searching for that 10 10 brown like a golden one
Aint tryna live this life of sin
My blockas really get it in
Got bros in the crack spot and bros living on the wing
Shotters rolling with the pack and shotters rolling with the ting
Know opps that really hold it down
And opps that love to fucking sing
Aint tryna live this life of sin, my blockas really get it in
Got bros in the crack spot and bros living on the wing
Shotters rolling with the pack
And shotters rolling with the ting
Know opps that really hold it down
And opps that love to fucking sing
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Daniel Jones, Olu Baba Tunde David Finni
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