Canciones más populares de Shakur
Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Shakur
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Patrick Agere
Songwriter:in
Trenches Man
Songwriter:in
Timothy Dele Benson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Shakur
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Patrick Agere
Produzent:in
Cowleg
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Madenka
Produzent:in
Letras
Shak szn ****
Guess who is back again
OH MY GAWD!
Guess who's back again
Back with another one make em dance again
Them boys wan talk the talk
Get them slapped again
No matter how I describe you can't feel my pain
365 days with my amigos
Putting in work like we Mexicans
Don't ask if I'm busy man it all depends
You trynna put in work? or talk some bands?
None of the two then you can loose my number
Where i come from you dead if you slumber
Call Amaka for the part time
Make that pussy rush like a plumber
Girl your usna got me singing hallelujah
Your usna got me thinking about a future
But me na badmon
Beat it and i disappear them no sight man
Money conversations get me hyped man
Fight no **** No, me I'm gone pop one
Streets gave birth to me Know I'm a grandson
Guilty by affiliation
Fuck around and snatch a **** up for ransom
The Silence on a airplane so alarming
Them no wan die but them wan go heaven
On my last card i'ma ball
Boy i'ma Keep it one hundred till I fall
Keep it a hundred with my plug
And my old bitch slide if I call
I done see a lot of things, done some things
Wey no even no pay me at all
So it's get to the bread fuck the drama
No sleeping till I burst down my mama
And I swear I love my bros But can't trust em
Anybody fit be informa!
Yeah, OMG
I Put 60 in her purse
Won't let her broke friends breathe
Her ex boyfriend a broke emcee
He be rapping about guns but he won't shoot shit
Like oh my days
How a pussy ass hater wan run my race?
But every mallam with en kettle o
Kbefun Alaye dey your bunker
Dey your body
Can't link with broke hoes
Only fucking borti
Now my eyes don dirty
Them been wan block my way but Evian dey body
Comot body for high tension
No voltage oya gbesse from the section
Auction! I been wan sell the phone
Hello!
Na junction we nearly break en bone
You Dey whine
Men mount still dey think say na mouth
Odogwu bitters na watin we shark
Their main hoe na watin we dey nack
On a stead
Bounce am e no fit roll with us
Discharge
Skill no full he no fit ball with us
Can't link
BDF na the gang wey I notch
Men mouth still dey think say na mouth?
Hundred you dey feel say na chise
Stop playing with me
They call me TY
Who goes that man who born the bastard
Adim military minded ka Pakistan
Flush that man and flush the whole gang
If you doubt me Itinye alu you go confirm
Abum real life trapper Not just a rapper
Ready for whatever, whoever want the palava
To whom much is given much is expected
90% of my goons bu sanko tested
Transailed from Ph to Lasgidi
I go porous anybody before checkmating
Municipal in every state and city
Ready for war I just need a good reason
Fuck threats action speaks louder than words
Ko ko ko 4am na me de your door
I'm not here for peace talk I came here for blood
E go be like say na thunder when the kala go talk
Ta ta ta who that man wanna cluster ?
Your babalawo smoke crack he's a mad man
I pulled up with the strap and the gangsters
Jonsin man two seconds I don I go off my opps
I no get remorse
I get love for God
I grew up in church
They push me the wall
They broke all my trust
I gats buy my gun I gats shoot my shot
Like a southside driller and my trigger finger itchy
3 star general show no pity
Tumbolo the place prison break FCT
Shawdy by my side and she got a good
I don enter Europe I don cross many rivers
Akugom my dues ima like ifu my anger
Mbata na the hood kpo my **** on the capa
Soso ife iga fu bu old men and retired
I'm sure about winning no doubt in my mind I'm willing
Leaving the competition behind I'm busy
To see the finish line I'm spinning
Aluta continua but Victoria acerta
Written by: Patrick Agere, Timothy Dele Benson, Trenches Man