Escucha Don't Get Hit de MoneySign Suede, $paz & Parkside Plug$

Don't Get Hit

MoneySign Suede, $paz & Parkside Plug$

Hip-Hop/Rap

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MoneySign Suede - Don't Get Hit (feat. $paz & Parkside Plug$) [lyric video]

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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN

MoneySign Suede

MoneySign Suede

Stimme und Gesang

$paz

Künstler:in

Parkside Plug$

Künstler:in

Letras

Roll the blunt, Roll the blunt

Roll the blunt

I'm the chosen one

The golden kid all that

(Notorious Migo)

Bitch **** fuck shit thats the shit I hate

Fuck **** momma's boy thats the shit I ain't

Bitch **** fuck shit thats the shit I hate

Fuck **** momma's boy thats the shit I ain't

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch,

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch,

I just smoked a whole ounce in a day,

Twenty eight grams to the face

I always wake up early and I always be up late

You **** want smoke, we going wake and we gon bake

I'm in the booth, with a gun in my hand

I don't forget nothing

I'm gon trip about the past

Heard these **** want to get me

I'm still right here with a bag

You talk out your ass you gotta stand on shit like that

I got,

Chanel cologne on my Polo fit

Less people less drama lately I've been on my solo tip

I'm the - chosen one, I got it tatted I'm the golden kid

I'ma go hard, I'm gon hustle till they notice it

If you ain't tryna help your people what you doing

My people lost hope, cause all the days I done ruined

I'm gong up, and ain't nobody bout to stop me

I used to look out, can't believe that you crossed me

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch,

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch,

I just smoked a whole ounce in a day,

Twenty eight grams to the face

We been talking bout a play, never talking to them jakes

We been on some shit, that you suckas can't relate

Yea we from the P but the P don't stand for play

Get'em in and get em gone, cause the P it stand for pay

They didn't want to let us in but you know we find our way

They didnt want to see us shine but its cool we got our way

Pour some juice into my cup, just to numb away the pain

In the park going insane , with the zombies and the canes

Staying away from all the lames, no you can't merge into our lane

I swear we been through shit, that you suckas can't relate

Everybody say they real, but in reality they ain't

Twenty eight grams to the face

For every single fucking fate (yeah)

Twenty eight grams to the face

For every single fucking fate

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch,

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch,

I just smoked a whole ounce in a day,

Twenty eight grams to the face

Yea Ight ,

you know what time it is

They all know since a niño

I been on some different shit

I know they wanna see me fall or wanna see me in a cage

How they throw dirt on my name , and then go smile up in my face

Aye ,

I keep a weapon

We're parkside steppin

I do this for my brother looking down from heaven

Listen homie I forgive but don't forget

They be talking on the net

This and that , always cap

I can't trust a single soul

Why you think I pistol pack

We ain't nothing like them boys

Don't compare us check the stats

All the shit that I've been doing still not enough

Aye , on Ps

Just know for my brother we gon do it up

Yea nig*a , parkside babies I'm Gon throw it up

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch,

I'm sliding with a stick don't get hit

Aye **** I dont forget, or forgive

When you see me, you know what time that shit is

Why you acting like you real

You a bitch

Aye aye aye

Written by: Bryan arroyo, Jaime Brugada Valde, Jaime Perez, Leonardo Lara

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