Testo Jason Bourne - Dutchavelli
Testo della canzone Jason Bourne (Dutchavelli), tratta dall'album Jason Bourne - Single
It's 1st Born baby
Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne
If these dumb-dumbs go to your head
Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn
Yo
Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne (yeah)
If these dumb-dumbs go to your head
Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn
I was in the bando, just flying out bricks (I was flying out bricks)
Had to put it on pause
Broski said it's a small violation
Jumped out the whip, started firing out corn (boom)
Buss what? Rude boy, you must be watching porn
32 shots in the scorpion clip
You don't wanna feel Satan's spawn (uh)
The bro said that you're blocks been gone for a minute
Don't worry, I'll make it warm (facts)
Watch how I skid 'round the corner and crash this whip (skrr)
I'ma shake the floor, ay
Pussy, your friend got bullied
He ain't span back on the block since then
Know that beef with the gang's intense
You a real athlete how you hop that fence
Mence, see how your boy got drenched (uh)
How come your turn famous, then gangster it ain't making sense
Think that he wanna be 50 cent (I think that he wanna be 50), trust
Think that he wanna be Curtis
Load up this 9x19, 13 times, let's see if it's workin' (bow)
Man sleeps with a bat with two of the gang
Put ten in his back like Sterling
See how I whip this white girl, same way I whip the German
What goes up, must come down, like the wall in Berlin
Last year, I made a half a mill', little nigga was so determined
I jumped off the porch got the phone line twerkin' (brr)
I was puttin' that work in (twerk)
Feed a frog and then leap like Kermit
I slide 'round there in person, 'Velli
Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne
If these dumb-dumbs go to your head
Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn
I was in the bando, just flying out bricks (I was flying out bricks)
Had to put it on pause
Broski said it's a small violation
Jumped out the whip-
One by one or two by two
Just bring your whole crew they can all get bullet
Them man there weren't raised like us
Probably why they're soft like cushions (uh)
Stop talkin' gangster, everyone gangster, ti-til' a life get tookin'
Homeboy got shot and turned to the feds
When he knows he shouldn't
Smokey, got the drop from cons, he's doin' up road on his ones
I don't know how - didn't really get smoked, he should of got turnt to runse
Certain man they ain't still returned my call
They got some outstanding funds
You don't want me pullin' out outside, mums
I don't throw kicks like a Shaolin Monk
Finesse me are you fuckin' dumb? (Dumb)
Fireman walked in with two sticks and he ain't know he ain't playin' a drum (du-du-du)
Meet me at the Metra 'Dam (yeah)
Bad bitch, she need Saint Laurent
She wan' come through, so I made her come
Show me how you shake that bum
She ain't greedy, I'ma break off some, 'Velli
Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne (yeah)
If these dumb-dumbs go to your head
Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn
I was in the bando, just flying out bricks (I was flying out bricks)
Had to put it on pause
Broski said it's a small violation
Jumped out the whip, started firing out-
Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne (yeah)
If these dumb-dumbs go to your head
Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn
Yo
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Writer(s): Stephan Allen
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