Testo Word Around Town - Kevin Gates feat. Rich Homie Quan
Testo della canzone Word Around Town (Kevin Gates feat. Rich Homie Quan), tratta dall'album Luca Brasi 2: Gangsta Grillz
Man, I'm dead serious man (yeah, go man)
I got to pay (ay) I got
Aye, I can't die a pussy, I got to die a gangster (yeah)
Got to fuckin' die a gangster (know what I'm sayin' bro?)
No motherfucking pussies over here (aye)
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle (the hustle)
Grinding from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle (struggle)
Shining, don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle (muscle)
Police is harassing, don't want see us come up
'Cause word around town, they gon' check the move (yeah)
Word around town, I flick my neck with juice (aye)
Word around town, me and yo' ex is cool (cool)
And if you broke, then you know damn well, I can't stand next to you (you)
W-w-word around town
Shot the studio, I brought the pressure through the bottle
Brought my dog truck up, he ain't do nothing about it ('bout it)
Section that they love to rep, I'm clutching all around it ('round it)
I could keep a secret and your bitch know all about it (turnt up)
Bread Winner 100, taking road trips out to Houston (one hundred)
You was fucking off with the pill game, I'm on Carolina distributing (we out)
Late nights, just me and Eazy, we was tackling a few zombies
Pray to God, He free all my niggas and I hate to see 'em in bondage
My daddy taught me how to get it back, nigga trappin' in the dope game (uh-huh)
How you a legend to a street nigga? You ain't never sell cocaine (uh-huh)
Brian Hughes on Calumet, buying everything that I bring (shut up)
Then you went to jail for an illegal pistol that you know you wasn't goin' to slang
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle (yeah)
Grinding from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle (aye)
Shining, don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle (yeah)
Police is harassing, don't want see us come up
'Cause word around town, they gon' check the move (yeah)
Word around town, I flick my neck with juice (aye)
Word around town, me and yo' ex is cool (cool)
And if you broke, then you know damn well, I can't stand next to you
W-w-word around town
California, red, white, and blue, but I'm not a fan of no Clippers
Clip to the ground, Gunna back in town, nigga whip down, he might clip you
Fuckin' with a bitch out in Baltimore, I got a shooter all out in Maryland
Went to jail all in Chicago, I'ma die about it, get at me
In Cook County, you can ask about me, I'ma gangsta, nigga, what's happenin'?
I was tryin' get a lil' shoulder play back when kush stuck me into parish
Stayed online, no jacking off, I'm a real nigga, no rat
Young nigga, but I'm old school, be with OG's, no laggin' (turnt up)
Shoulder rows bust them older cats in the game of life, I mastered
Either learn fast or ya die young, being foolish end in disaster
Why focus hard on another nigga, when you could provide for your family?
And anything that don't add to you most likely only subtract it
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle (yeah)
Grinding from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle (aye)
Shining, don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle (muscle)
Police is harassing, don't want see us come up
Word around town, they gon' check the move (yeah)
Word around town, I flick my neck with juice (aye)
Word around town, me and yo' ex is cool (cool)
And if you broke, then you know damn well, I can't stand next to you (you)
W-w-word around town
Word around town
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Gilyard, Justin Featherstone, Matthew Featherstone, William Featherstone, Dequantes Lamar, Christopher Featherstone
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