歌曲 | American Gangster |
歌手 | Vado |
专辑 | Slime Flu 4 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I’m watching niggas hustle in their disguise suits | |
Nodding my head like I see what I gotta do | |
Flew the career for dope and need a lot of it, too | |
That’s who I be, who I know, don’t worry ‘bout it, it’s cool | |
Cocaine mover, marry your gang super | |
Break a brick for a coin while ducking these cane coopers | |
Alexander McQueen pumas, complimenting the bad | |
Alligator of me and you | |
Lean on jewelers, tint shooter in great form | |
Usually acting up with Chris more than state farm | |
Close to bag up the pills, smoke till the shake gone | |
Black copy, that Akon, get blacked on with that A on | |
My Africa send me numbers that never fail | |
You want your block cutting throats, take in whoever sells | |
I don’t care of whoever sells | |
Get the word, I got a squid for whoever sells | |
In and out of lanes, quick to pill of | |
Took a bus up the Main, knick your pills off | |
Break your name, cut the shell off | |
Bring them ten or the deal off | |
They ain’t putting up with the guard | |
Then when you have for not putting money up in the jar | |
From the bottom, got my money up with the heart | |
The next play was to cut ‘em, we huddled up in the yard | |
I sell the brand like it’s Pepsi, yeah, no soda can, but the fast beat | |
I’ve been the man since my 12 speak | |
Self G’s with a full set when I held keys | |
Child please, I’m focusing on who ain’t paid | |
Never pass the coke, only think gray A | |
Six flags that’s six gangs like grade A | |
Don’t get hanged or get dragged, it ain’t late | |
Talking practice, shoot any, I aim, shot ‘em | |
… Yankees with great bottoms | |
You ain’t me if you ain’t hollow | |
I know who hating, I straight got ‘em | |
Niggas telling me “V, your time coming” | |
Just make sure it’s the sky dweller, no ice on it | |
Fly fellow, your wife on it | |
Dangling hard, top Margiellas like Nikes, homie |
I' m watching niggas hustle in their disguise suits | |
Nodding my head like I see what I gotta do | |
Flew the career for dope and need a lot of it, too | |
That' s who I be, who I know, don' t worry ' bout it, it' s cool | |
Cocaine mover, marry your gang super | |
Break a brick for a coin while ducking these cane coopers | |
Alexander McQueen pumas, complimenting the bad | |
Alligator of me and you | |
Lean on jewelers, tint shooter in great form | |
Usually acting up with Chris more than state farm | |
Close to bag up the pills, smoke till the shake gone | |
Black copy, that Akon, get blacked on with that A on | |
My Africa send me numbers that never fail | |
You want your block cutting throats, take in whoever sells | |
I don' t care of whoever sells | |
Get the word, I got a squid for whoever sells | |
In and out of lanes, quick to pill of | |
Took a bus up the Main, knick your pills off | |
Break your name, cut the shell off | |
Bring them ten or the deal off | |
They ain' t putting up with the guard | |
Then when you have for not putting money up in the jar | |
From the bottom, got my money up with the heart | |
The next play was to cut ' em, we huddled up in the yard | |
I sell the brand like it' s Pepsi, yeah, no soda can, but the fast beat | |
I' ve been the man since my 12 speak | |
Self G' s with a full set when I held keys | |
Child please, I' m focusing on who ain' t paid | |
Never pass the coke, only think gray A | |
Six flags that' s six gangs like grade A | |
Don' t get hanged or get dragged, it ain' t late | |
Talking practice, shoot any, I aim, shot ' em | |
Yankees with great bottoms | |
You ain' t me if you ain' t hollow | |
I know who hating, I straight got ' em | |
Niggas telling me " V, your time coming" | |
Just make sure it' s the sky dweller, no ice on it | |
Fly fellow, your wife on it | |
Dangling hard, top Margiellas like Nikes, homie |
I' m watching niggas hustle in their disguise suits | |
Nodding my head like I see what I gotta do | |
Flew the career for dope and need a lot of it, too | |
That' s who I be, who I know, don' t worry ' bout it, it' s cool | |
Cocaine mover, marry your gang super | |
Break a brick for a coin while ducking these cane coopers | |
Alexander McQueen pumas, complimenting the bad | |
Alligator of me and you | |
Lean on jewelers, tint shooter in great form | |
Usually acting up with Chris more than state farm | |
Close to bag up the pills, smoke till the shake gone | |
Black copy, that Akon, get blacked on with that A on | |
My Africa send me numbers that never fail | |
You want your block cutting throats, take in whoever sells | |
I don' t care of whoever sells | |
Get the word, I got a squid for whoever sells | |
In and out of lanes, quick to pill of | |
Took a bus up the Main, knick your pills off | |
Break your name, cut the shell off | |
Bring them ten or the deal off | |
They ain' t putting up with the guard | |
Then when you have for not putting money up in the jar | |
From the bottom, got my money up with the heart | |
The next play was to cut ' em, we huddled up in the yard | |
I sell the brand like it' s Pepsi, yeah, no soda can, but the fast beat | |
I' ve been the man since my 12 speak | |
Self G' s with a full set when I held keys | |
Child please, I' m focusing on who ain' t paid | |
Never pass the coke, only think gray A | |
Six flags that' s six gangs like grade A | |
Don' t get hanged or get dragged, it ain' t late | |
Talking practice, shoot any, I aim, shot ' em | |
Yankees with great bottoms | |
You ain' t me if you ain' t hollow | |
I know who hating, I straight got ' em | |
Niggas telling me " V, your time coming" | |
Just make sure it' s the sky dweller, no ice on it | |
Fly fellow, your wife on it | |
Dangling hard, top Margiellas like Nikes, homie |