Testo No Way - Rv feat. M Huncho
Testo della canzone No Way (Rv feat. M Huncho), tratta dall'album Fresh Prince of Tottenham
No way no way, no way jose
Running to the peso, that's my forte
Propane propane, propane propane
All this money on the road
That i gotta locate locate, locate locate
4 and a half let me bruck this (break that)
Bad b shes from ups bridge (bradders)
Leathers on when i touch things
On site do it in public (boom)
Treat the 4 4 long like MC hammer,
Without gloves we cant touch this (cant touch this)
No way no way, no way no way
I drill and I trap on the roadside (drill and trap)
And I got tune for your playlist (uhh)
In the trap for the whole night (trap it)
Whip the white like i'm racist (whip it)
Cocaine cocaine
I was trynna do it like scar face (cocaine cocaine)
I whip that shit till my arm aches(whip it)
In the bando with 100s of fiends(noo)
Paranoid boy they coming from me(fuck that)
Ill be in jails they see what i done (trust)
None of these niggas done what i seen
I just pray for a run that's clean (i pray)
I just pray for a run that's cleeean
You niggas cant fuck with my teeeeam
OFB were some different yutes(different)
No comment in the interviews (no comment)
Stay low tyrnna flip this food
Still rise up whip and shoot(boom)
OFB were some different yutes (different)
No comment in the interviews (no comment)
Stay low tyrnna flip this food
Still rise up whip and shoot(shot)
No way no way, no way jose (no way no way)
Running to the peso, that's my forte
Propane propane, propane propane
All this money on the road
That i gotta locate locate, locate locate
No way no way, no way jose (no way jose)
No way no way, no way jose (no way jose)
Propane propane, propane propane
All this money on the road
That i gotta locate locate, locate locate
I've been panning all day,
Sitting down scanning all day (scanning all day)
Night on from June till May (may)
Fuck what Simon says, young bro does what Huncho says (yeah)
Fuck these feds, in the Astra getting rid of meds
125 in the bag i aint talking peds (i aint
Talking peds), i aint talking cs cant be talking zs
Uuh, they be feeling sad
Sad they're on their reds (they are on their reds)
They are moving tachi like flanders so i call them Ned
I see on these on these, yeah,
But i know better when i see one moving like eds i be moving like eds
No way no way, no way jose (no way no way)
Running to the peso, that's my forte
Propane propane, propane propane all this money on the road
That i gotta locate locate, locate locate
No way no way, no way jose (no way jose)
No way no way, no way jose (no way jose)
Propane propane, propane propane
(uhh) all this money on the road
That i gotta locate, locate locate, locate
No way no way, no way jose (no way no way)
Running to the peso, that's my forte
Propane propane, propane propane all this money on the road
That i gotta locate, locate locate, locate
No way no way, no way jose (no way jose)
No way no way, no way jose (no way jose)
Propane propane, propane propane (uhh) all this money on the road
That i gotta locate, locate locate, locate
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Writer(s): Mark Mcguinn, Richard Bruce Iii Matthews
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