Testo mystikal - Robb Bank$
Testo della canzone mystikal (Robb Bank$), tratta dall'album Tha Leak 3
Hey, hey hold up, J nigga
(4:30)
Hold up
Yeah, for real, nigga, fuck nigga
(Run that- run that shit back)
I'm like, fuck the rap game, fuck the rap game
I'll fuck a rapper nigga bitch like off the pack
Sill here in all places when they bitch low hack, nigga
Got other cents to dribble, played you niggas, ain't catch
Bitch, I miss the rip, there's no incentive, pop my shit and talk to the cat, pimpin', pimpin'
Biggest scare the way the whales march here, griffins
My mind business, Steve Rankin mixed with Genghis
Ay, call my phone when real niggas come back in style
When the rig warriors and all the bitches steal our sauce right now
We done heard all that, word of mouth, Mudder fighting a murder trial
Can't wait to go cop that 'Rari and grab him when he get out
Nigga bet 20 thou' that Mama D ain't running out
I see you niggas bet on me, doin' all that ravin' around
That shit amazing to watch, how low you gon' stoop to the ground?
But it's king of the underworld, do not go no lower down, bitch
(Hi) ay, here I come, here I go
She get way too mystikal, I'm waitin' for the world to blow, bitch
I be all alone with my sorrows and my woes and it shows, yeah nigga (4:30)
No matter how good I make it look, I'm still just Carol son, overbooked, underpaid and overlooked
Yeah, for my souls to the tack, get another get back, still swingin' while they stay back (4:30)
(Okay, see that shit? Run that shit back, 4:30)
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Writer(s): Richard Burrell, Chase Wegley
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