Testo Live from Chattanooga - YGTUT
Testo della canzone Live from Chattanooga (YGTUT), tratta dall'album Preacher's Son
Reporting live from them Chattanooga streets, tryna keep the peace
Swimming in them lakes out in the east, pray it never sink
Keep your eyes open when you sleep, dog don't even blink
Doing homicides at 15, they don't even think
Cold blooded, cold hearted niggas retarded
I do this for my niggas with blickas, won't be a target
I do this for my single mothers who ain't got the patience
And for the children who don't know where the fuck they daddy staying
I ain't waiting on no handouts, been had this planned out
I stand out like a bump on your lip, I'm a pimp
Where that steak and shrimp?
Mix that white sauce and that hot sauce all up in my shit, bitch
Two, three niggas getting high in a Cadillac
"Ride Til I Die" playing softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah, it's 'bout time we fucking made it
Two, three niggas getting high in a Cadillac
"Ride Til I Die" playing softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah, it's 'bout time we fucking made it
The South back, you niggas better watch that
Your main lady, we house that
And she don't know where now one of our house at
And I can't help the shit sound like "rat-tat"
Pussy boy, go take a cat nap
Stack in this bitch with my backpack
Put the town on my back like a back tat
I be that nigga just rolling and smoking
Was teaching Jamoki just how to switch gears in the stick
Stalling my engine and shit
We was talking 'bout bitches and kicks
Real OG spill OE for my niggas locked
Motherfuck a court, judge, and cops
And thots, nigga we coming after y'all
Give 'em the shots like we 'bout to send 'em to Africa
Drinking too much Actavis, that must be why they acting up
Only getting closer motherfucker, ain't no backing up
Yeah I ain't gon' lie, she could lose a little
Weight but the pussy was still good though
Shut the fuck up and just fucking hit the blunt, nigga
Been holding onto it for a minute
I'm high as shit, where are we going? Where are we going?
Two, three niggas getting high in a Cadillac
"Ride Til I Die" playing softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah, it's 'bout time we fucking made it
Two, three niggas getting high in a Cadillac
"Ride Til I Die" playing softly in the back
All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's
Chattanooga, hallelujah, it's 'bout time we fucking made it
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Writer(s): Calvin Tarvin, Kevin Adams Jr.
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