Testo Northside - Lil Berete
Testo della canzone Northside (Lil Berete), tratta dall'album Northside
I wanna make it as a rockstar
Know what I mean
I wanna be a rockstar and make it as a rockstar
Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby
Get our money, I wan' live lavish, uh
I just wanna take my momma out 'em projects, uh
I remember robbin' niggas for their pockets
Ridin' in a foreign, nigga, we ain't stoppin'
Lil' nigga, you know we getting money, we just stackin'
And case, yeah, he with me and, yeah, he pistol packin'
No distraction, my nigga, we ain't actin'
And try run up on my niggas, we start clappin', yah
And I'ma pour for my dead niggas
Yeah, I wish I never ever, ever, met niggas
Yeah, how you diss a squad, you wanna hang nigga
I get that TEC, lil' nigga, you know I'ma bang, nigga
And I ain't play, all my niggas gotta get it, yah
On my niggas, all my niggas, yeah, we winnin', yah
We on the block, all my niggas with that fitted, yah
So you can't see us nigga, we just winnin', yah
All my niggas, we just winning
Rather go to Mosque, nigga, I'm still sinnin'
My niggas on the block, lil' nigga got that gun that gon' be glitchin'
You know I ain't switching, nigga, you know I ain't missin', yah
I do this for my momma, but they just want the gwalla
These different bitches wanna holla, I just want that gwalla
And all these bitches wanna call me
On my cell phone, bitch, I got it on me
I can't slip, lil' nigga, you can't find me
Fuck a bitch, lil' nigga got me, Ah, EE, yah
I be heading to the sky, savage Jesus 'cause they think that I'm high
And see gon' eat up like Apple pie
With the same niggas, call it ride or die
Nigga, is you gon' ride when it's fuckin' time?
Trigga start pullin', they be aiming at your mind
I'ma just stack these digits 'cause these niggas just slimes
What's a dope thrillas, come see how I grind
I roll with them killas, we be all up in 'em lines
Fuck the fake hos, they all evil eye
And bitch, I play my cards, I ain't playin' 21
I was giving hard, I told me no fronts
I was in the booth, I was spittin' straight bars
I be rockin' all blue, all my niggas on guard
Get our money, I wanna live lavish, uh
I just wanna take my momma out 'em projects, uh
I remember robbin' niggas for their pockets
Ridin' in a foreign, nigga, we ain't stoppin'
Lil' nigga, you know we getting money, we just stackin'
And case, yeah, he with me and, yeah, he pistol packin'
No distraction, my nigga, we ain't actin'
And try run up on my niggas, we start clappin', yah
And I'ma pour for my dead niggas
Yeah, I wish I never ever, ever, met niggas
Yeah, how you diss a squad, you wanna hang nigga
I get that TEC, lil' nigga, you know I'ma bang nigga
And I ain't play, all my niggas gotta get it, yah
On my niggas, all my niggas, yeah, we winnin', yah
We on the block, all my niggas with that fitted, yah
So you can't see us nigga, we just winnin', yah
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Writer(s): Yaya Berete
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