Testo Long Nights - BabyTron feat. Certified Trapper
Testo della canzone Long Nights (BabyTron feat. Certified Trapper), tratta dall'album Out On Bond
Long nights, I was on that block
Catchin' heads, goin' to school, dope boy knock
All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped
In the booth with an 80, I ain't gon' lie
Niggas out here really havin' motion, I ain't gon' lie
If the sheriffs get behind me in this car, yeah, I won't stop
Hit the gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop
Big sack on me, nigga, I'm just tryna catch a pop
I don't give a fuck who you witness, heard you testified
Drac' with the switch on this bitch and it's extra loud
Man, I really have my way in this fuckin' town
I line his bitch ass up then put him down
Nigga, shut your bitch ass up, you still on that pound
Bitch pussy wetter than a bitch, yeah, I'm finna drown
I don't give a fuck about this shit, I'll put it down
Yeah, I really got them G's, but I'll come to put you down
Long nights, I was on that block
Catchin' heads, goin' to school, dope boy knock
All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped
In the booth with an 80, I ain't gon' lie
Niggas out here really havin' motion, I ain't gon' lie
If the sheriffs get behind me
In this car, yeah, I won't stop (ayy, ayy, ayy, skrrt, skrrt)
Hit the gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop (whew)
Drop a dub on your block like it's the black-top (brrt)
Brought a ten in the school and had the staff shot (shit)
You would think I get 'em gone, Bo swiped his crack rocks
Texas de Brazil all-you-can-eat, this ain't no BlackRock (yeah)
Out-of-town store green, we hit the jackpot
I done gotten better, had a pistol in my sandbox
Had a cough for a week, ask the doc, do she have Wock'?
Sentence would've been times ten, they found the stash spot (swear)
All this jewelry on my body got me gold-blooded
7.62's'll turn a dread head to Joe Budden (whew)
Cappin' like we fam or somethin', LOL, whoa, cousin
Free Unky, used to beat the pot like it stole somethin' (free Unky)
Long nights, I was on that block
Catchin' heads, goin' to school, dope boy knock
All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped (baow)
In the booth with an eighty, I ain't gon' lie
Niggas out here really havin' motion, I ain't gon' lie
(No have, no have, no have)
If the sheriffs get behind me in this car, yeah, I won't stop
Hit the gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop
Put on gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop
Clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, clap, clap, clap
ShittyBoyz, DogShit Militia, what's the deal, Certified?
Credits
Writer(s): James Johnson
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