Testo Ron Harvey - Vdon feat. Dark Lo
Testo della canzone Ron Harvey (Vdon feat. Dark Lo), tratta dall'album Timeless
Ayy, V Don!
Timeless!
And I still play the crib when it's beef season
No phone, met the plug at the Four Seasons
They say, "Lo, you on fire, you should tour the region"
When guns fire, it's on for life, we don't call no evenin'
She might cut my dick off if she caught me cheatin'
He pump faked and he got killed 'cause he kept on reachin'
Head shots to lay up, he was left on defense
Or we both left alive, I just left with teeth prints
Gorilla Glue got me on free Vince
You broked your man, he all nervous, ayy, bro, why he tense?
I'm havin' a flashback, okay, now it make sense
Mama say stay alive and stay away from fake friends
And life's a game, you gotta play 'til the end
It's a Dark Lo tape, you play from start to the end
It's a hurtful event, you was parked on a bench
I'm in the game Euro-steppin', she was talkin' in French
You the type to wife her, I don't really like her
Her boyfriend play for Eagles, I'ma one-night her
Do a hundred in the whip like I'm Knight Rider
I'm a street fighter, you a typewriter
I just got up out some shit like a MacGyver
Close your eyes, man, for a bit, it's like you skydived
If Dark Lo playin', it's a different vibe then
Not braggin', I prayed for her, then I got her joggin'
Verified, no check, definitely no log in
I just came to get a grub, I caused a scene when I walked in
No shooters, me and Snook was down in Boston
I left the SK, the .40 on me, it was mauve then
My niggas follow protocol, but we all bosses
We ran our man's paperwork, we was all nauseous
Try to feed him to the pits, he came out as dog shit
I'm ridin' Harvey, I ain't worried hardly
What's the difference? They gave Dell time to Marcus Garvey
Come with a Drac' spittin', I ain't talkin' Aubrey
You ain't a shooter, leg shooter, I was talkin' Baldy
Come with a Drac' spittin', I ain't talkin' Aubrey
Black Donny say he ain't havin' any of it
Say brother moved on, put a hex on all of us
What about Peacock?
Peacock went and hide out with some Dominicans
What about Eggie Mu?
Eggie locked up, caught a nickel with the feds for a pistol
What about Shorty Boy?
Shorty Boy went and cleaned his old act up
Yeah, Lo fucked us all up
What we got?
We got Dark Lo
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Writer(s): Tivon Key, Charles Stalley
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