Testo Plugged N - Blac Youngsta feat. Lil Migo & Trapionn
Testo della canzone Plugged N (Blac Youngsta feat. Lil Migo & Trapionn), tratta dall'album Blac Youngsta Presents: Heavy Camp, Checkmate
Blood in the streets, know we keyed in
Fuck it, did not leave, never stay, no, I'm peed in
Still with cud, know you crip, know you see it
Still with blood on the town, gotta bleed in, nigga
We ain't got the coloring, chopper be stuttering
Too many counters, the money be doubling
These nigga teaming up, they got a superman
Hot as a stove, nigga, I keep on bubbling
Number one shit popper, AMG big body
Whole camp outside, world of paparazzi
They ain't have emotion, can't afford the pop
It cost to hang around, check that nigga pocket, bitch
Kisses in the club like two or three swishes
I was platinum in the hood before Ayo made it hit
I was sipping cheap green before I ever met Trish
Kill a nigga by myself before I ever need a clique
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
See a nigga, I done ran it up
Brothers in the spot, move him out, gotta back it up
700 horses, supercharged, gotta cat it up
Plug drop the load in the trunk, gotta back it up
We ain't got to cat it up, talk about the fastest one
Talk on the net, but in person, you back it up
Swishes, they acting up, niggas are actors
Too many hundreds, this shit just a fad
Too many guns in this kind of wagon
Too many horses, you know I don't catch them
I'll come like the Reverend, no man I brought her then
Cubes and pendants, you see when I'm stepping in
Don't do the checking in, I got the infinite
Back door opening, the streets gotta let them in
Niggas in the streets know we keyed in
Fuck it, did not leave, never stayed, no, I'm peed in
Still with cud, know you crip, know you see it
Still with blood on the town, gotta bleed in, nigga
We ain't got the coloring, chopper be stuttering
Too many counters, the money be doubling
These nigga teaming up, they got a superman
Hot as a stove, nigga, I keep on bubbling
Number one shit popper, AMG big body
Whole camp outside, world of paparazzi
They ain't have emotion, can't afford the pop
It cost to hang around, check that nigga pocket, bitch
Kisses in the club like two or three swishes
I was platinum in the hood before Ayo made it hit
I was sipping cheap green before I ever met Trish
Kill a nigga by myself before I ever need a clique
Pussy, gang gang
I'm whacking shit, I don't need no assist
I was disrespected before I ever met a bitch
Bros go crippling baguettes on the wrist
Fucking up the transmission, head to my shift
Ho, you ain't fucking, you ain't sucking, gotta dip
I be fitting that bitch with a Glock on my hip
It's guaranteed you fuck with me, get killed
Smoke on my eye, roll them up in a spliff
Say you gonna do what, see me and get stiff
Jump on the highway and go make a trip
Make it make sense, let you talk of some M's
When I say baller, I ain't talking no gems
Fuck up the car, kiss the crush, that's the rims
Way I be stepping, go buy me some gems
I ain't linking with niggas cause I know they ain't real
In the streets, know we keyed in
Fuck it, did not leave, never stay, no, I'm peed in
Still with cud, know you crip, know you see it
Still with blood on the town, gotta bleed in, nigga
We ain't got the coloring, chopper be stuttering
Too many counters, the money be doubling
These nigga teaming up, they got a superman
Hot as a stove, nigga, I keep on bubbling
Number one shit popper, AMG big body
Whole camp outside, world of paparazzi
They ain't have emotion, can't afford the pop
It cost to hang around, check that nigga pocket, bitch
Kisses in the club like two or three swishes
I was platinum in the hood before Ayo made it hit
I was sipping cheap green before I ever met Trish
Kill a nigga by myself before I ever need a clique
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Segal, Bradley A.
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