Testo Magana - Sada Baby
Testo della canzone Magana (Sada Baby), tratta dall'album Bartier Bounty 3
Avin' ass nigga, you ain't safe with nobody
Trappin' ass nigga, out of state with no license
I'm a rappin' ass nigga, big paper, me rap
Uh, dancin' ass nigga, still can't put with your hand
Dancin' ass nigga, still can't put your hands up
I be out the way with my apes and big bands
All the shooters in my game, boy, you can't put 'em hands up
Don't break the city, nigga, in person, he be beat ran fall
Nigga, see the screw with man, now he want to talk
He ain't no ass, nigga, cross the street with them bops
I don't give a fuck about you, 'bout to make yourself high
Only thing I talk to my niggas is about us, we get dropped
Uh, fuck conversation, fuck some words, fuck about my face
My occupation, move birds, put niggas in they place
My congregation, it's the worst, pressin' every way
Put you in a hearse, on your way to dirt, get a nigga hurt
Big real, the other big real, hear my nigga lurch
Hard, big as hell, I put a pussy nigga on the street
I'm big as hell, I put your nigga dead in the shit
Hey, ski quick as hell, Jimmy Johns ran off with your shit
Please, let me be where I be, mannin' all my business
He fuck with me, don't end up down if I call my niggas
You fuck with me, don't end up down if I call my killers
Bunch of bloods flyin' around, slaps, wheezin' on them drinks
Got the value, where's your boss? That's some shit I care about
Pointin' my day, hear me out, guy, here she sticks at Berry House
Roll a nigga through my hood, I hear she cleans at Airy House
Aimin' all headshots in case he got a vest on
Unctional, just hit me up, he's tryin' to see whenever
At the same time, I was textin' Swae Lee, no flex on
'Cause in the world right now, Scooby Steve got the best song
Motherfuckers tryin' to figure it out, 'cause I'ma slip down (dupe)
Avin' ass nigga, you ain't safe with nobody
Trappin' ass nigga, out of state with no license
I'm a rappin' ass nigga, big paper, me rap
Uh, dancin' ass nigga, still can't put with your hand
Dancin' ass nigga, still can't put your hands up
I be out the way with my apes and big bands
All the shooters in my game, boy, you can't put 'em hands up
Don't break the city, nigga, in person, he be beat ran fall
Nigga, see the screw with man, now he want to talk
He ain't no ass, nigga, cross the street with them bops
I don't give a fuck about you, 'bout to make yourself high
Only thing I talk to my niggas is about us, we get dropped
Uh, fuck conversation, fuck some words, fuck about my face
My occupation, move birds, put niggas in they place
My congregation, it's the worst, pressin' every way
Put you in a hearse, on your way to dirt, get a nigga hurt
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