Canciones más populares de Blokka $oLO
Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Blokka $oLO
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jesus Espinoza
Songwriter:in
D C
Songwriter:in
Seth Whitaker
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sid White
Produzent:in
Letras
**** want smoke til we air it out
Homie where yo motherfuckin' partner at? he buried out
Fuck a bitch, fuck a hoe ass ****
I'm a trophy in my Set, you a joke ass ****
I turn the stove on, you can hear me rockin' that shit
I'm a rapping ass **** but i'm rockin' this shit
Before the fame, pussy **** I was poppin' n' shit
In the streets, fuck police, ain't no talkin' little bitch
I'm like
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Send one, I ain't got a hot dog I bust back
Coming from the trenches and they love that, ruthless
Never had a choice I just do it (Uh-Uh)
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Send one, I ain't got a hot dog I bust back
Coming from the trenches and they love that, ruthless
Never had a choice I just do it (Uh-Uh)
**** ain't thuggin' they ain't been up off that porch
Say you thuggin'? I'm a C, burn em like a Newport
That's yo homie? Sad you gotta rock him up on that shirt
I got homies doing life up on the Earth
**** snitchin' on them cases, can't handle investigations
Sad boys
I get money by the bag boy
Always stood a stack with my partners
I ain't never had to switch
You the type to wife a hoe
I'm the type to dog a bitch
Front liner since a baby, i'm the type to take a risk
Watch his card flip, 762 that's that large clip
Leave his ass leakin' in the yard then I laugh
If he ain't from my section I ain't giving out no pass
30 hanging off that 40, 20 shots will do em bad
From the North Side not a Norte, I throw C's up
Love for the **** in the Grove who throw their P's up
Run up a half a ticket as a kid, you ain't see nothing
Stupid
Who you think you playing with?
That's the same money that you post in every lame pic
You don't want no beef dog and we don't rock the same clips
You don't want no beef dog and we don't rock the same clips
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Send one, I ain't got a hot dog I bust back
Coming from the trenches and they love that, ruthless
Never had a choice I just do it (Uh-Uh)
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Send one, I ain't got a hot dog I bust back
Coming from the trenches and they love that, ruthless
Never had a choice I just do it (Uh-Uh)
Big 40 in my pants, give yo bitch ass a dead homie
I'm probably gonna die bustin' back that's on dead homies
Cause I ain't ever going out like no bitch
Tyrell act on a blick
And he died like a bitch
(yeah)
**** want pressure I got time like a Hublot
My **** got smoke then I got that shit too, bro
I'm rolling my enemies in Gars, **** light it up
And all my young **** with diamonds, **** lighting up
I been the motherfuckin' joint in my City, bitch
**** ain't popping, ain't you 40? **** weird as shit
On gang, free my **** DAC out that fortress
Pussy **** still ain't jumped off that porch yet
And word to KEES all this coke on my shirt
Only dirt when i'm cooking that work
(yeah, yeah)
On the West and i'm bumpin' that WURCE
I got oppas doing life in the dirt
Fuck that
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Send one, I ain't got a hot dog I bust back
Coming from the trenches and they love that, ruthless
Never had a choice I just do it (Uh-Uh)
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Send one, I ain't got a hot dog I bust back
Coming from the trenches and they love that, ruthless
Never had a choice I just do it (Uh-Uh)
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Free my **** DAC out that fortress
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Fuck that, **** wanna play but I clutch straps
Fuck all my oppas
Bitch **** fuck all my oppas
Bitch **** fuck all my oppas
Bitch **** fuck all my oppas
Bitch **** fuck all my oppas
Fuck a bitch **** fuck all my oppas
Mobster eat some shrimp with some lobster
Had to hit that boy with the chopster
Cause I know he an imposter
You the type to wife a hoe
I'm the type to dog a bitch
You the type to wife a hoe
I'm the type to dog a bitch
You the type to wife a hoe
I'm the type to dog a bitch
You the type to wife a hoe
I'm the type to dog a bitch
Sid White, **** I see dead people
Written by: D C, Jesus Espinoza, Seth Whitaker