isaiah farmer pulp (feat. dzc) şarkı sözleri

Time to pivot Gang gang gang Remove the tides I aint swimming Gang gang gang Limit they loosing they minds I aint finished Gang gang gang Who do you who do you Who do you who do you Fall On Who do you who do you Who do you who do you Call I had another one Wasnt here for it My pain aint no joke Gather the village tell em That we re her for it It s hot guarantee smoke Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea I had another one Wasnt here for it My pain aint no joke Gather the village tell em That we re her for it It s hot guarantee smoke Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea They been shootin Just been tellin them Goin home i aint bouta Be a bloody bath Thats why im home i aint bouta Be up in the Casket Stay onna the phone They been throwing me Some breaking bad so Watch your tone you get Thrown off Tell ah nigga if they Step to me they gon Be bleeding in the melody Fear factor compactor Put your guards up Nigga come attack us i Dont think that ll be a Wise choice a wise guy Woulda probably fled the scene Probably go home put his head to Sleep mad niggas mad yall niggas Dead to me I say why why why Do it seems that way Aye aye aye why why why Fled the scene ride away Nigga lets ride away I had another one Wasnt here for it My pain aint no joke Gather the village tell em That we re her for it It s hot guarantee smoke Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea I had another one Wasnt here for it My pain aint no joke Gather the village tell em That we re her for it It s hot guarantee smoke Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea Fire the cannon tell em that we re here for it yea Aint tryna be seen in the dirt for minute i duck the rifle and maneuver Make the right decision sniper precision i fuckin tightened up my shooters Tag a nigga like a letterman bih cut the bullshit and put the leather up I jus be tucked off they want lesser for us i said f*ck the lessons never settled for it Made a living off of pressin it pressure was comin in i never let it up offa the Gas im blowin i sped it up its f*ck the race and my competitors And thats for life and thats on my life nah its on my soul god take the pedaler The bars out had a relapse i had to come back cuz bitch im a regular Right now its a movie in the making, right now im a legend and the proof Load up the clip popped up at ya station and set up the camera to pull up and shoot Nigga cops get no cooperation i am not the one to tell the truth How they lock the boys up at the station how they shot em they was yellin truce Solid as a rock on a whole nother planet boy wont crack til a nigga hit granite Have some patience for the mental waitin so they can feel it kick in when the damage hit Bitch i been scramblin looked for models got a mannequin little bitch look who you standin wit All of you dead weights that i carried embarrassing please save ya peace for the candlelit nigga Im gone
Sanatçı: Isaiah Farmer
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 3:33
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
Isaiah Farmer hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

Fotoğrafı